I see you on my mind
I adore that devilish face
Though I'm left behind
Still my heart does race.

I find no escape
Even when I sleep.
In my dream you take shape,
And eventually I weep.

Will this ever turn around?
Back before I ruined us.
I feel my chest POUND,
Fast like a runaway bus.

I can't explain it any better,
I can't deny the way I feel..
Like a brand new sweater
Maybe I lost you too soon. Flat out unreal.