I hold my breath as your hands run through my hair
The thought inside my head, "Oh god, this isn't fair."
The way you gently pat on my head
Makes me want take back what I said.
When you handed the keys and held my hand,
God knows it's all I want but I have to take a stand.
For you are not mine to hold nor to keep,
You are not the one who'll be there when I fall asleep.
You are not the man whom I can love
For you're already someone's and not for mine to have.