He’s My Whole World.” “don’t Ever Say

The Radio Comes Back Even Louder Than You Remember It.

And For The First Time In My Life I Understand The End Of That Poem. And I Never Wanted To. You Have To Believe Me.

Then, I Turned Around And Walked To My Room And Closed My Door And Put My Head Under My Pillow And Let The Quiet Put Things Where They Are Supposed To Be.

Why Would I Care Whether Or Not He Loved Me When He Didn't Even Really Know Me?

I Guess When You See Somebody In The Hallway Or On The Field Or Something, It's Nice To Know That They Are A Real Person.