Well this might seem a little odd,
And this might sound kind of strange,
But the way I feel whenever you're near,
Seems like will never change.
What is it that makes so easy
To be myself when you're around,
I feel like I'm walking on air,
And will never hit the ground.
There is just one problem,
Our relationship cannot survive,
Because when I turn seventeen,
You'll be twenty-five.
That still isn't a reason,
It doesn't give me the right to quit
I used to be a quitter,
But now I'm done with it.
You know that one way
Or another, you will be mine
So just shut up and deal with it,
And it will all be fine. |