Why is it all I can do
Thinking, dreaming about you?
Hoping this can come true,
wanting you as my boo
No one ever truly had my heart
I always ran away, right from the start
I tried to forget you boy
Slowly I’m starting to realise you don’t treat me like your toy
Even from you I ran away, at least I tried
But you know me to well, we have one mind
You catched me right in time
Now I’m yours but can I call you mine?
Cause you know ... all I can do
Is thinking, dreaming about you
Hoping this can come true
Begging “ don’t make me blue “