How many times am I going to have the same dream It ends the same way without the girl I love nothing is what it seems Even though out the day I randomly think about you There must be a way that I can make you feel the way that I do Or maybe you understand how I want to make things real Between me and you but how would I no if we don't talk about this ordeal Right now when we talk I just feel like we need a more intimate place So I can address this situation while a candle light aluminumat your face Or too much how bout a cup of coffee or chocolate sitting together at lunch. Just Us....