He's coming towards me

Out of all the boys I can see,

One keeps looking at me,

Have I ever met him before?

I admit he's difficult to ignore,

Oh now he's coming towards me,

Just who can he be.

Oh yes I now remember,

It was a cold night in December,

I was leaving a restaurant in the town square,

When out popped a young man out of nowhere,

I wasn't sure what he was going to do,

But he just opened the door as I walked through.

I don't know what I'm going to say,

As he continues to head my way,

He looks so friendly and kind,

I'm sure something will come to mind.