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| I'm counting days until she gets back I've been waiting, could this be my second chance? But, I'm so nervous, unable to speak This time will I tell her, or end up looking like a geek? Maybe this time I'll say the right thing Maybe tonight we'll be dating (Or maybe not...) Maybe it's a mixed message Maybe it's a learned lesson (That in two months I've forgot) I still talk to her while she's away She can't wait to hear the band play She listens to my summer stories, acting interested My ears swallow all of hers, they've been digested Maybe this time I'll say the right thing Maybe tonight we'll be dating (Or maybe not...) Maybe it's a mixed message Maybe it's a learned lesson (That in two months I've forgot) Maybe this time I'll say the right thing Maybe tonight we'll be dating (Or maybe not...) Maybe it's a mixed message Maybe it's a learned lesson (That in two months I've forgot) And as everything falls away Her words, they rescue me And as everything falls away Her words, they rescue me Maybe this time I'll say the right thing Maybe tonight we'll be dating (Or maybe not...) Maybe it's a mixed message Maybe it's a learned lesson (That in two months I've forgot) |
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