Trace

And I trace your back with my finger tips, as I
Miss the way that your smile shifts the scale.

I move back, shy from your lips and I,
let them stare cause they don't know your changing me.

its not that I don't trust, It's just that i don't know
whenever it feels right. It never turns out real.

And your changing me, For the better

Gave up try'n explain to you how,
5 years can help preserve a wound.
I gave up trying to justify that
you and I can make it on our own, all on our.. on our own

It's not that i don't trust. Its just that I can't tell.

when your changing me, for the better.
Oh your changing...Your Changing me.. ohh

So tell me now if your feeling this like I do
So tell me now if your feeling this like I do.. like I do....

No