I don't think that passenger seat has ever looked this good to me. He tell me about his night, I count the colors in his eyes. Won't ever 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 favourite songs.
And I could tell you his favourite color's green, he loves to argue, born on seventeenth, his sister's beautiful, his has his father's eyes and if you ask me if I love him... I'd lie
He looks around the room... Innocently overlooks the truth. Shouldn't a light go off?
Doesn't he know that I've had him memorized for so long?
He sees everything in black and white, never let nobody see him cry, I don't let nobody see me wishing he was mine,
I could tell you... His favourite color's green, he loves to argue, born on the seventeenth, his sister's beautiful, he has his father's eyes. And if you ask me if I love him... I'd lie
He stands there, then walks away. My God, if I could only say, I'm golding 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 favourite color's green, he loves to argue. Oh, and it kills me, his sister's beautiful, he has his father eyes. And if you ask me if I love him... If you ask me if I love him... I'D LIE
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