I'm really scared to fall,
I can't sense the traps anymore.
You just seem to be fooling me a little to well.
The way everything about you,
Keeps pulling me in more.

I don't want to give into my feelings for you,
But perfection is rare;
And I can see it on you
So I'll bat my eyelashes,
And take things slow.

But I can't make any promises,
Because if you get to close;
I'll forget about being shy,
And lose all control.