Every single night,
I look up at the moon...
I met you two days ago
It was Thursday night...
I check myself in the mirror before I leave
My eyes are bright and I find it hard to breathe...
There you are again.
Perfect in my view...
Please hug me,
Don't go the other way...
You just hugged her goodbye,
it doesn't really mean much to you now...
Whats wrong with him
He cant get her outta his mind...
Take a look
At what you've done...
We’ve really made a mess for ourselves huh?
Standing in the living room with brad paisley...
My secret desire ignites the fire
to the burning in my soul...
Pen and paper to scribble things down,
Make the memories exist even if never found...
A close friends girlfriend
Who you loved to see...