It's times like these I realize I care to much,
But in all reality, it's because I find it so enticing.
I find the way you think, to be beautiful
how you take things so close to heart, but not a soul to walk this earth, would know
I find the way you laugh to be the best sound I have ever heard, so when it's not there, I feel empty.
I find the way you look at me when you're so happy, to be the sweetest most sincere look anyone could ever give. When that's gone, what's left?

Maybe it's not that I care to much, maybe it's that I'm in love.