it may be a moment of impulse.
when i'm no longer as important.
can you see the difference like i do?
i doubt so.
you step back thinking i'm asking for more.
the more i know i should let go, the more i want to hold on to it.
if you could stay.
if you could hear me out.
we're no longer the somebody and someone.
we're no longer the somebody and someone.
i'm so selfish, i want it all, just for myself.
when your heart wants differently from what your mind is thinking.
i thought it's over, it's not.
maybe, i'm starting to ask for more.
perhaps, what i should do now is stop letting it bother me.
just let things be.
because, you're never serious about it.
Don’t walk in front of me, I may not follow.
Don’t walk behind me, I may not lead.
Walk beside me, and be there.
Walk beside me, and be there.
If I never met you, I wouldn't like you.
If I didn't like you, I wouldn't love you.
If I didn't love you, I wouldn't miss you.
But I did, I do, and I will.
If I didn't like you, I wouldn't love you.
If I didn't love you, I wouldn't miss you.
But I did, I do, and I will.
Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot,
who calls you back when you hang up on him,
who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat,
or will stay awake just to watch you sleep...
wait for the boy who kisses your forehead,
who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats,
who holds your hand in front of his friends,
who thinks you' re just as pretty without makeup on.
One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have YOU...
The one who turns to his friends and says, thats her...
