I could write best sellers
Just about you
But instead I'll just say
Thank you for the love I felt
Among the grass, under the sun, you kept
Running your fingers through my hair
And I couldn't believe it
When I could see your beautiful soul staring back at me

If I could go back to that Sunday
With the clear blue sky
And your head right next to mine
Everyone else just seems to fade away
And you can't say that it didn't mean a thing to you
*** is *** but love is gentle
And your fingers caress slowly
In my stupid head you love me
My hearts on the line, on my sleeve
My dignity is something I wonder if I can keep

You didn't have to hold me like you did.
There was nothing ****** about it.
But I know if I was anyone else
They'd be thinking the same thing.
And you cover your tracks
You take it all back
But I know what it really meant
I know how you really felt.
It's a sunny day
And I can feel my heart breaking
Thinking about how you smiled at me
Thinking about that hand in mine
Fingers intertwined
There's love in the air; you said it yourself
I felt a click, I hope you did too
Otherwise all these thoughts are moot.