things I have been thinking about
Would we?
Wood between us.
Would we be right for each other?
She's banging on the door again,
and I'm just sitting on that old green couch,
trying to ignore her noise.
I know she won't stop,
until I let her in.
I know what she's wearing too.
God. She's always beautiful.
Probably those high heels.
If I let her in again,
I'll have to let myself go,
I'll have to be honest with my feelings,
I might go crazy thinking about it-
And I've been crazy in love before.
If she only knew how I was thinking about her,
She keeps banging on that frickin damn door.
Would we be right for each other?
She's banging on the door again,
and I'm just sitting on that old green couch,
trying to ignore her noise.
I know she won't stop,
until I let her in.
I know what she's wearing too.
God. She's always beautiful.
Probably those high heels.
If I let her in again,
I'll have to let myself go,
I'll have to be honest with my feelings,
I might go crazy thinking about it-
And I've been crazy in love before.
If she only knew how I was thinking about her,
She keeps banging on that frickin damn door.
