Signs
The first time I saw you I didn't think we could be. I said, "Yeah, whatever, he's just a flirt" But, then you started flirting with me. I was blind to every other girl you hugged I was deaf to the sweet things you said. But, now that you've got a place in my heart, I can't get you out of my head. Everywhere I turn, every time I think I only see your face. Even when I'm in bed, all fast asleep You follow me into my space. Your hugs, oh so warm, Your words, oh so sweet, Your eyes looking deep in my soul. To all the other girls, you give a hug But, to me you give me a hold. When you touch my lips Does that mean, "Wanna kiss?" When you pull my hair Does that mean that you care? I'm trying to figure if they're lies. I'm trying to read the signs.
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