He tells 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 favorite songs And I could tell you His favorite 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 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

He stands there, then walks away
My God, if I could only say
I'm holding 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