I heard your heart pounding at the sound of his voice
Your Knees were shaking it was not your choice
Your hands were sweaty
I'll dry them if you let me
I'll be happy if it works for both of you
And
If you fall do not worry I'll be waiting for your call
Even if it takes a while
I will let your heart smile
At the end the worst part of you
Is telling me I hope to find a guy like you...
May 27, 2020
May 27, 2020 at 4:00 PM UTC
I heard your heart pounding at the sound of his voice
Your Knees were shaking it was not your choice
Your hands were sweaty
I'll dry them if you let me
I'll be happy if it works for both of you
And
If you fall do not worry I'll be waiting for your call
Even if it takes a while
I will let your heart smile
At the end the worst part of you
Is telling me I hope to find a guy like you...
I have always been an old fashioned man.Wanting to keep the lessons of old alive.Opening the car door,letting her walk first,remove my jacket and being a hopeless romantic...Dancing under the moonlight,picnic with a self made drive in cinema.... Yet... I always hear the words "I hope to find a guy like you."Like an endless record player in my head. Am I not good enough?Am I not here right now?
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