Magnetic

Visions of your face can dance round my head
I’m thinking of you, but to you I am dead
You can be pleasant, charming, and kind
All your sweet words drive me out of my mind
And I know you’re magnetic and it’s not my fault
We’re so different, sugar and salt
But maybe that’s why I see you in this light
For once I feel something that feels so right

I’m dying for this, I shrivel inside
Just hearing your voice lets me know I’m alive
I think that I love you, excuse the cliché
Now I’ll have to wait till you realize you feel the same way

They said that I’m wrong, yet I could care less
Every thing I do is for you, my words, my dress
It’s silly, of course, to go on in this fashion
But the song in my heart is a song drenched in passion
And passion is nice when your heart isn’t burned
When the love that you feel is at long last returned
So I’ll wait it out while I’m waiting for you
Thinking of things that I can do

I’m dying for this, I shrivel inside
Just hearing your voice lets me know I’m alive
I think that I love you, excuse the cliché
Now I’ll have to wait till you realize you feel the same way

When you're driving by my house some winter's night
You can stop to say that I left on my light
But maybe that light isn't me and maybe I'm not the star you see

I’m dying for this, I shrivel inside
Just hearing your voice lets me know I’m alive
I think that I love you, excuse the cliché
Now I’ll have to wait till you realize you feel the same way