she stands in the waiting
she looks down to speak
your eyes speak invitation
to follow with the beat
she said oh no i'll never be the same
you struck my heart like lightning
i'll never be the same
i've come to know the color of indecisiveness
tell me what i'm feeling in seven words or less
the way looks awful lonely so long or maybe less
the time has passed so slowly
there's pressure on my chest
your eyes speak invitation
to follow with the beat
so tell me what i'm feeling
in seven words so speak
[come on baby come on along the road's not that long gretchen gretchen gretchen i wanna go]
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