who knows what this is....
he is all i can think about
he is it
my other half
going places
adventuous
right there to make it all ok
i never let him see me sweat
as far as he knows i'm a perfectly happy tenager
i dont want to commit
neither does he
its too early
6 months is too early
but come to my cabin and escape with me for the weekend
lets look at christmas lights and get in snowball fights
kiss me on the forehead and call me late at night
you cant do anywrong
lets get drunk and sit by the fire
just like old times
but your so hard to read...why??
how do i know i'm important
or just another notch in your bedpost??
but i've noticed the girls staring to dissapear and suddenly i'm the only one...to put you to sleep at night
you call about as often as when you discovered me.
you cant stay away
you leave....but then you always come back
is it beacuse were so much alike?
with our red hair and sense of humor?
i think i love you but i could never say it
merry christmas
and you can bet my pickup truck will be there when you get off work this week
dinner will be done
and just throw your boots on the floor and crawl in to your perfectly made bed
trun on your music and sleep
you know i'm not going anywhere