My friends say that I'm lucky to have someone who cares as much as I do
But all my friends are wrong, that's not one bit true
No one can care more or love you more than me
Obviously my friends can't see
When I look at you I get a thrill
My breath is gone I stop, and my heart stands still
I keep finding myself sneaking little peeks
You don't love me much obviously
At least I know that I have crossed your mind
But you never even left mine
You stole my heart so keep it
Keep it for a while can't you see that
You're the only thing on my mind yet
I know you'll never love me like I love you
So I take caution in everything I do
Should I take a chance?
And make the first move?
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