Hes the kinda guy who u make an excuse to call...
Hes that kinda guy when ur around nothing else...
Every time I turn around,
There you are beside me...
How come you don't understand the way I feel about...
Is it really that complicated to understand...
There's This Girl,
I love her more then she can imagine...
Now we both have separate lives |
So let me get this straight. |
" The reason god made spaces in between your hands, was so another persons could fill them in." |