We were just having fun.
Two kids running around together, holding hands and kissing.
Under the bridge, I let you turn my blood to fire.
Your lips on mine, my hands tangled in your shirt.
We don't know what to call this, but I like whatever this is.
We kinda just fell together and your hands were in my hair and the rest was a blur.
But I can't get you out of my head.
Don't know what it is about you, but something about you pulls me in.
Reaching for another kiss and another chance to run my hands through your hair.