I could tell you now
I could tell you how
I could sell you my soul
Fall apart every time you open your eyes
I've been staying away from you
Think up things that I'll never do
Maybe after I've tried a few
I'll talk to you

Hypotheticals
Theoreticals
There's no rush to decide
One more day every time I open my eyes
Fascination is gone too soon
Honey wait till your honeymoon
It's July but I'll wait till June
To talk to you

Talk the night away
Think tonight I'll stay
Lie awake on the floor
You're not far, I can hear you open your eyes
Are you thinking the things I think?
Should I push myself past the brink?
Should I pour myself one more drink
And talk to you

Think of me
Slowly