Sometimes my fears run from something great.
A guy that doesn't know what he wants yet. A girl with nobody, waiting... hoping that guy will come to his senses and come to her.
Fears sacred of loosing something inside, bunt hopes going over her head with excitement and disappointments. she's tired.
Jumping up and down when he even gets close, having her heart jump beats when near. But, he already has someone and its not her, she wants to Herta, cry, laugh toward him, but not for him, He needs to dump that other girl and come to me like he wants.
But, you can count the cats that fall, but you'll never get the guy you want even if there right there in front of you!!!
