policy boy:

i’m dying to know your name
to know the secrets behind your dark eyes
to know your smile upon my lips
i’m dying to know your name
where you’re from, your favourite song
how you take your coffee in the morning
i’m dying to know your name
and if you’re smiling because you like my eyes
do you have plans for the future?
this friday night?
i know a place we could get to talking
i’m dying to know you’re name
what books you read and who you love
the things you dreamt of when you were young
i’m dying to know your name
to have you lean in close and whisper,
have i mentioned I love your voice?
it’s so soft-spoken
i’m dying to know your name
to see you outside of the classroom
to hear you speak all night long,
in that soft, soft voice
hey my name is pattie,
and i’m dying to know your name