Lyrics:

I Suppose That I Should Count My Blessings
for A Young Thing My World Is Not Too Bad
got A Window, A Place With A Pillow And A Friend Or Two
but Ever Since I Saw His Face That Morning
nothing Else Has Got The Same Summer Sheen
will He Notice My Eyes Have Got So Lonely
he May Not Be The One But I Want Him For My Own And I Know

i Am Not Good At Not Getting What I Want

maybe I Sound Like A Spoilt Baby
but I Know That There Are Some Who Have It All
i Want To Join Them, To Feel That Glow Around Me
i Want Him More Each Day Cos He Never Looks My Way And I Know

i Am Not Good At Not Getting What I Want

if We Ever Found Ourselves Together
i Can Promise I Will Love You Every Day
but I've A Feeling Seeing Is Believing
you Never Look My Way So I Want You More Than I Can Say