My parents  know we talk.
But not how often we do.
They know we're friend's.
Not how close we are.
I'm afraid to ask to spend time with you.
One day soon I'll brave up and tell them.
One day soon I promise you that.
After all how could we forever hide our relationship.
So the day you ask me out, is the day I will tell them.
There's a boy, you both know.
He wants me to be his girlfriend so what do you say.
They will allow it I know.
But it's hard to tell them things.
But we can't hide in the dark forever.