We both knew this all along
my words have become a spoken song...
She cried,
she sat in her bathroom...
I see you with her.
holding her hand...
May i have this dance?
i won't step on your toes...
This thing called love.
keeps coming back around...
It started with a kiss
in the back row...
Sometimes i think that if i was to run into you on...
and then there are those other moments where i...
May i have this dance?
i won't step on your toes...
I see you with her.
holding her hand...
You said you would die for me.. |
As i stare at my phone waiting for your call |