I sit alone in this
crowded room...
That song makes me cry
every time I hear it...
And it's funny how you make me so twisty and...
how I think of you all the time...
&&I'll know I've found
"the one"...
I have
a psychologists mind...
I want to join the air force
and I want to fly...
I want to be beautiful
Not pretty not cute...
Only the one that has taken the smile
Away from my face...
The phone rings and I jump
because Im so used to talking to you 24/7...
Its amazing the feelings
you can hold onto...
You need to break up with him
You dont love him...
Youve got your heart set on me
so set on me...