You told me once that I think too much
so I'll throw my thoughts into the sea.
I'll take every one I've ever had,
good, happy, bad, or sad,
burn it and then burn the ashes.
If that's what you need from me.
The truth is rather simple, actually.
I may think an awful lot
but it is just a single thought.
A thought that I repeat, day after day.
It's just a million different ways to say...
"I think you're cute. Kiss me?"