I remember.. When I was searching for that cheesestick,
THEN YOU reached back there.
I grabbed your hand instead of the Swiss.
"please excuse me!" I said,
"I didn't mean to grab you!" I shaked.
"why are you sorry?" you grinned.
"I kinda liked it better that way."
Then yah squeezed my hand and I-
Couldnt- tell if I was-
Blushing, smiling, in a dream?
Was I lost in those melodies?
Should you be the one I'm thinkin' of?
Could I be fallin' deep in love?
It's just to bad that I hate you now...
Because I thought you really loved me...
I thought that you were there.
I thought that you would hold me tight,
And say you'll always be there...
Guess not...