I'm sitting on my front porch screaming out your name,
and I can bet you're at home doing the exact same.
I don't know you and you don't know me,
but you knows in a while if we were meant to be?
I'm looking at the stars hoping you are too,
wishing the same wish I'm wishing for you.
I'm praying to the Lord to give me a sign,
cause it seems like right now that I'm completely blind.
I'm missing your signals left and right,
losing my chance losing the light.
I messing up big time and I knows it's true,
but honey don't you think that it might be you?
Cause it's not always me no matter what I say,
but I know it's me who's pushing you away.
I should pull you in and love you some more,
but when I push you away you always ask me what for.
I know the truth I'm feeling it strong,
that's why I write this depressing song.
It's supposed to uplift my dreary feelings,
make my thoughts go reeling.
But Miguel it's not always me,
and Miguel it's not meant to be.
You know it now and I know it too,
but one things for sure Miguel... I... love... you.
