I still remember
when we first met...

It feels like its holding me back
it makes me feel like it's not worth trying...

The way we pretend that theres not enough space
your leg over mine, both with a smile on our face...

They speak of how we talk,
of how our eyes meet...

The adolescence that surrounds me
The immaturity everywhere...

So unexpected
the first taste...

Here I feel safe
my head upon your chest...

Flames just under the surface
patiently waiting to arise...

One of those people
will talking make it better...

I do not believe in love at first sight
because though now the thought of you brings me...