Put a chair against the door, and turn the lights down low Write a letter to yourself, no one will ever know
I'm out of vogue, I'm out of touch. I fell to fast - I feel too much.
I thought you might have some advice to give on how to be insensitive.
My heart smiled when you kissed my lips. What a sweet suprise.
To not think of dying, is to not think of living.
And every breath I ever took, every tear I ever wept, every star I wished upon seemed nothing until now. Every prayer I ever said seemed strangely answered now. Could it be I'm in love? Could it be I'm in love?