That you, without effort make me act like a dummy all the time
That you, make me smile like a goofball in front of countless pairs of eyes
That you, make me alive
That you, provide my stomach with countless back flips
That you, still don't share what I feel
Because you, just maybe,within a ghost of a chance, could be the one
But then I could be wrong
I hope I'm not
Yes, I'm definitely listening to some love song while typing this.
If I Fell (The Beatles Cover)-Sammy Kershaw
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