To say that you are cute would be like saying a strawberry is sweet,
Because a strawberry has secret flavors that are sharp, and tart, and red, and deep,
And I would love to find you growing wild out by the woods.
I would make a basket with the front of my t-shirt and take home as many of you as I could.
And to say that you are pretty would be like saying that the ocean is blue,
‘Cause the ocean is full of all kinds of colors,
And I see all kinds of things when I look at you.
And I want to explore you with my tenni shoes off,
Standing ankle deep in a tide pool,
With my khaki pants rolled up,
And to say that you are funny would be like saying that the night sky is black,
‘Cause the night sky is filled with stars and comets and planets that no one has seen yet.
And I want to look at you,
Lying down on my front lawn,
I’ll try to take you all in at once,
But you just go on and on and on.
Losing my mind.
I’ve lost almost all control over my emotions and thus my actions.
When did the screws go missing and where the fuck are they hiding?
That part of me that I’ve always known was there.
That part of me that I know is growing.
That part of me that knows I want that great romantic gesture.
That part of me that wants to be swept off her feet.
That part of me that wants it all so badly.
That part of me that fears I might not ever get it.
This song used to make me happy. It started it all.
Then it broke my heart.
Juliet the dice was loaded from the start,
And I bet that you exploded in my heart
Now it just reminds me of old times, good times. Sweet nostalgia.
The innocence of two young hearts.
You and me, babe, how about it?