Thinking, Dreaming.

Thinking, Dreaming.
Thinking of him, dreaming of him. Dreaming of us dacesing across the daces floor. Thinking of what he looked like. Dreaming and wanting to be with him forever. Dreaming of our first kiss. Thinking of us being tougher. Dreaming of the smell of his T- shirt as we kiss. Dreaming of the wedding day. Dreaming of how happy we'll be. Dreaming of us. So I just think of when will I ever be brave to ask you out. I just think and dream, and its all I can do. So I just when to be more then just friends.