In Love, or In Trouble
I am lying next to you, watching the stars.
We are listening to music, songs you gave me.
I don't know what to think, when you stare into my eyes.
My breath goes short, I can't think clearly
I imagine the possibilities, and the problems.
I ask you the time, 3:00, I say it's still early.
I see a shooting star, and make a wish.
You see one too;
But what do you hope for, is it me?
I don't think it would work,
But I want it to be.
I turn to you,
Talk in a hushed voice, even if the world is asleep.
I want to keep it a secret, but I can't.
My voice is low, but my heart is high.
I take hold of your hand,
You pull back.
Not ready, or not right.