All those songs were about you I just made some story up so things wouldn't be wierd between us but I wanted to tell you everything right there but I don't know how you feel and I don't think I ever will.
I would write you a million songs if just one of them would make you see that I'm waiting for you to reach out your hand and find your wildest dreams in me
I've got no time no money but I'd make so much of it for you that you wouldn't know what to do with it and the smallest things to you can seem like the world to me
I would write you a million songs if just one of them would make you see that I'm waiting for you to reach out your hand and find your wildest dreams in me
I thought you'd pick up all the hints, the hidden meanings and inside jokes but I guess that you can't see that
I would write you a million songs if just one of them would make you see that I'm waiting for you to reach out your hand and find your wildest dreams in me