Freshman Infatuation

By amypbg

If only I could tell you how I really feel
You take my breath away
And I can not speak
As a box of sun would light up a dark world
You brighten up my day
You make my heart seem weak

When I see you my stomach flips
I imagine the feel of your lips [on mine]
When you talk to me I can barely listen
(Between) catching my breath and losing it again

You never fail to scatter my thoughts with your smile
But they're not hard to find
They are all of you
You look at me and I get lost in your beautiful eyes
I wonder in my mind
If I'm in love with you

When I see you my stomach flips
I imagine the feel of your lips [on mine]
When you talk to me I can barely listen
(Between) catching my breath and losing it again

If I could tell you how I feel (I'd say)
You are a green-eyed box of sunshine
And I get lost in your smile

When I see you my stomach flips
I imagine the feel of your lips [on mine]
When you talk to me I can barely listen
(Between) catching my breath and losing it again

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Freshman Infatuation

Created: Jul 24, 2010

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