Well maybe I almost fell for you
and maybe you almost made me choose
Well I'm not used to not knowing what to do
and my heart can't take anymore abuse
Why is it so hard to say what I believe?
When the only person who'll hear is me
Maybe I'm scared of the way I feel
Like if I write it down that makes it real
Well you found a flaw in me something I tried to hide
I didn't mean to feel this way or waste your precious time
Don't mind me, I'm trying hard, I'm trying not to stare
Through windows and parking lots, admiring what you wear
But in the summer, I felt
But what we felt in the middle of the night doesn't make it right
Arms crossed on the bed in the city lights
There's something wrong here, but you kept quiet dear
Believe that i mean what my conscious makes me say
Four hours is a long car ride away
It will get easier, when i can't see her
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