You are there with your messy hair.
Hit the guitar.
Away from where I was, our eyes met.
you greet me
My cheeks were bleeding.
I covered it.
They asked, "Who is this?"
How can I tell him about you?
Our shadows dance in a dark room.
You always play this song when I'm around.
And I know when your friends hate it.
But you love it as much as I do.
I have to ask, how do you get such a beautiful voice?
Will you sing to me all day?
will you run with me
