Not long ago in my high school days i watched a girl from so far away but
Everytime she passed me by i turned my head away and quietly sighed. and when
She walked by her hair would dance a secret tango that only i could understand
And if she asked me for the time of day i'd look her in the eyes and quietly
Say: kristina. kristina. do you have any clue who i am? (hell no) so listen up
Because i'll tell you once and i'll explain myself the best that i can.
Kristina. kristina. you don't know me so i'll have to persist. i'm kind of shy
So don't wonder why kristina she don't know i exist. from class to class i
Followed her but i swore i'd leave her undisturbed and if she ever stopped and
Turned around i got so nervous and i stared at the ground. and then one day in
Photography i found a contact print that i could not believe and there she was
Staring back at me so i took her home so quietly. 1/17/98 it's been a day that
I've come to hate as i walked into the video store there she stood as my jaw
Fell to the floor. tapping her toe waiting in line with a movie and another
Guy. why did i bother why did i care about this girl named kristina? kristina.
Kristina. you'll never get to know who i am (your loss) this is good-bye so
Please don't cry and i'll let you down as softly as i can. kristina. kristina.
Another name to cross off my list. in another life it could have been nice but
Kristina she won't know what she missed