Sometimes I think I see your ghost In passing hallways, the staircase to my apartment
I accidentally self-impose Bashful thoughts, careless wants, emotional involvement
* You've got my heart bursting at the seams Maybe you're the boy from my dreams
** If you're gonna love me, make sure that you do it right
I'll be under your window in the moonlight
Oh, I tend to keep my heart locked, watertight
All you gotta do is meet me after, meet me after midnight
You're poetically inclined Scrambled words painting a heart in Technicolor
Easy love is hard to find Blushing eyes, she replies, "You feel like Summer"
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