A Hopeless Romantic

Let's fall so hopelessly in love that we forget our names
Let's dance in the bliss of ignorance so no two days will be the same
I've been feeling like a schoolgirl lately and my skirt's above the knees
Just to see you turn your head around one hundred eighty degrees
I've been swooning like a desperate widow lately and I'm breaking down
I've been scanning all the faces hoping that I'll see you around
I've been smiling at my cell phone and flirting with the sky
I've been acting like a madman and you are the reason why
Please let's sit just a little closer so I can hold your hand
'Cause then you'll fall in love with me if all does go as planned
And once you've fallen in love with me there is no going back
I will hoist you on a train ride and we'll be going down the track
I hope that you will let me peel your clothes off to the floor
I hope your lips taste as good as they look, or maybe even more
I want the smell of your cologne to seep into my vein
So when I get a paper cut, your scent will ease the pain
I want to memorize your eyes and cocky sideways grin
I want to kiss and overanalyze every square inch of your skin
Judging by our heartbeats, we were simply meant to be
Come close, breathe my air; be a hopeless romantic like me

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