She threw a peanut at my head She aimed for my back But her aim was too good And strength, she never lacked
I remember the night I first held her hand She gave me a compliment, I gave her a poem I gave her my hand, and she gave me a hug And I grinned like a ******* all the way hoem.
Our second date, we watched the sky Blankets from my friend, about three loads. We lay there, laughing and talking I wanted to kiss her, but I froze.
I gave her some words on a post it note I supposed it a hint for her to see The ending says I'll kiss her, given the word My silent cry, saying kiss me! Kiss me!
A friend of mine said I was lucky He's jealous, because she's a great person And of course I agreed, because I knew. That's why I asked her out.
The first thing that pops into my mind When I think of her is her smile. Not just her smile, but a certain smile The one she gives when she cares a mile