They'll Never See

In the back of your car
In the back of my car
Never where I'm supposed to be.

I tell my friends I like him
You tell your friends that you like her
We sneak around so they won't see.

I wanna be with you
You wanna to be with me
But that's not how its supposed to be.

My parents say your not my type
Your parents say I am your type
Upon that one idea they'll never agree.

"I want you here" you say each night
"I need you here to hold me tight."
I run to you, you run to me.

This crazy love they'll never see.