*Ch*
I've got your name on my hand and my heart on my sleeve
It might sound cliche but i don't want you to leave
Maybe it's true these words won't mean anything to you
But it doesn't hurt to try for the one that you once knew
You're the reason for the silly little hearts in my notebook
The reason for my smile, okay, look
No other guy has ever made me feel this way
And I'm asking you for your heart today
