My head starts to spin and my heart starts to race
I get the butterflies
I play only the songs that remind me of him
Talk about him to everyone I know
I look at the stars and wish that he was next to me
My fingers start to tremble
Looking for a wishing star is something I do
My eyes beg to see him
I fall so much harder for him
Loving him just gets better and better
Bending and breaking is what I do to give him a thrill
Thinking of me and him seem to get a better chance
My lips become ice and smooth
I want him more and more
