Sometimes i think that if i was to run into you on the street, you wouldn't even know my name.
and then there are those other moments where i know i am the only one you are looking at.
now tell me...what motivates you and what tears you down
to the point where you want everything...or nothing to do with me.
every now and again, usually come spring time
when the birds are singing and the flowers are blooming
and love should be in the air
i wonder where you are, wonder who you are with
and wonder what it was i did this time.
and then it gets me wondering...
is it really love?
is this do or die, cross my heart, can't live without you kind of love?
or is this hook up, break up and make up kinda love?
the kind of love that barely even makes the cut.
there are days when i want to sit you down, look in your eyes and say this all to your face...
your perfectly oval dimpled face.
but i can't get the words out
i stutter
i stammer
and i end up saying i love you.
