When I think of you, my heart still flutters
Everyday I wish I knew what to say, or how to behave
I wish I was perfect,
for you.
But I can't think past the last cloud of smoke,
of the last cigarette I've had
see I've been thinking of you,
can't think of senarios, good or bad
I just felt I should say this
but today you look so pretty,
like a model too picturesque for a picture
for a lens could not capture such beauty
although the photograph looks so lovely.
I dreamt a dream,
our fingers intertwined once more
our fingertips brushed
as our lips touched,
as if someone struck a match,
I felt fire
something strange but it all makes sense to me now.
My heart awakens at the sound of your voice,
I'm left breathless again
I couldn't do so much as ask,
would you be mine?
I mustn't,
you wouldn't,
how can this be,
how someone can fall for someone like me?
I love you, to the girl I've been dying to love
oh how I want to be the one you think of.