Wish you could see what I see
I promise there's no mystery
To my smile, to my laugh
When I write out a draft
Of words that don't seem enough

My hand across guitar strings
Not a girl who can sing
But I'd like nothing more
Than to belt out I'm yours
And hope you'd like a duet

But I don't know why, oh why
When I look in your eyes
I'd crumple up the note
At the same time I'd hope
You'd see past this shell of mine

'cause these feelings are genuine