Staring out the window, no sunlight to clarify these thoughts that keep on flowing, they're cycling through my mind. 'Cause I'm so shy standing by his side tonight. Control the butterflies, don't dip into those eyes, this time.
And he's driving me crazy with that unspoken maybe. I just can't seem to take it, face it, lately. Is the stoplight blinking red? Its all so mixed up in my head. So I'll run instead.
So I'm listening to the raindrops falling from outside with my sleepless nights defining my inability to deny, my world came alive to his voice dignified in flight. But music departed from how this got started this time. It's the yellow that I dread, I just don't want to be mislead. I gotta slow down so I don't run through this, red light, its deceiving. I'm so sick of this believing. I'm suffocating the feeling.
