I get this feeling inside of me,
telling me your the one.
It's down deep in me flowing free,
yet after it's said and done,
it keeps coming back again.
I try to fight this feeling,
yet i scratch on the wall with a pen,
i love you... the pen free-wheeling.
Yet with every picture comes a twist,
i barely even know you,
I've added two and two, comes my fist.
I've messed it before I've even made two.
All i want is you to get to know me,
yet the chances are low,
you clearly don't want me,
I've tried to take it fast, I've even took it slow.
You don't reply as i sink down,
but as i write this i make a plea,
come raise a smile, lift that frown,
i can set you free.
I've tried every way to get through,
but know its your call,
i think you know what you want to do,
but remember all through my life, all I've done is fall.
