I don’t think that passenger seat, Has ever looked this good to me. He tells me about his night,. And I count the colors in his eyes. He’ll never fall in love he swears, As he runs his fingers through his hair. I’m laughing 'cause I hope he's wrong, And I don't think it ever crossed his mind. He tells a joke, I fake a smile. But I know all his favorite songs. And... I could tell you his favorite color's green. He loves to argue, born on the seventeenth. His sister's beautiful, he has his father’s eyes. And if you asked me if I love him, I’d lie. He looks around the room, Innocently overlooks the truth. Shouldn’t a light go on? Doesn’t he know that I’ve had him memorized for so long? He sees everything black and white, Never let nobody see him cry. I don’t let nobody see me wishing he was mine. He stands there, then walks away. My god if I could only say, "I’m holding every breath for you..." He’d never tell you but he can play guitar, I think he can see through everything but my heart. First thought when I wake up, Is "My god, he’s beautiful." So I put on my make-up, And pray for a miracle. Yes, I could tell you his favorite color's green. He loves to argue, oh, and it kills me. His sister's beautiful, he has his father’s eyes, And if you asked me if I love him, If you asked me if I love him, I’d lie.All Rights Reserved
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