Maybe it is
Maybe it isn’t. But I’m stuck here On this once invisible spot And I can’t move on I can’t take-off I’m several seconds late I hold on. And then I run
I like you. I know. But it should end there. Because I’m not supposed to. You love her. I hope she loves you back.
Be missing out on a thing or two I can’t remember I don’t want to. Is this how it should be? Painful and wonderful at the same time It’s driving me crazy.