I think I just wasted 57 days
Thinking of 57 ways
To show you that I want you
To say I love you
But I think I’m losing love again
I know that being so very far apart
Will take its toll upon our hearts
Although I really want to say I love you
But I think you want to be just friends
Maybe it was never meant to be in the first place
But I still wonder what your lips are like at the first taste
Did I just waste 57 days dreaming in a silly, romantic haze?
Before, you said you'd whisk me away
To some exotic sunny place
If it rained we'd run for cover and breathe in each other
But that dream is melting like sorbet on a summer's day
Maybe it was never meant to be in the first place
But I still wonder what your lips are like at the first taste
I can't read you
You wax cold and hot
Sometimes we're getting nowhere
Sometimes it hits the spot
Decision, commitment-phobic? Well so am I
It's been a while, since anyone has made me like flying,
You make me like flying, you make me feel like flying…
If you would tell me that your love is here to stay
I'd wait for another day, and make it 58
If we were just face to face in one embrace
Our fears would be kept at bay and things will be okay, they would be okay
