We haven't even truly met yet,

you still don't even say "Hi".

So how is it your words stay so stuck in my mind. 

I think of you as a well driven car.

And patiently awaits you at the starting line.

With what turns will I take to meet you at the two lane. 

Do I sit here and wait, but shall'nt I lose time. 

I fonder at the thought graciously of you wanting I.

Cause having lack of love isn't anything new for me.

Shall I start speeding up, when you start to draw near?

Cause colliding with you is so fatal I fear.

Will you laugh at me if I tell you the truth.

Will you flash your big brown eyes at me and tell me I'm right?

I can't seem to tell you cause I know it's so fast.

But slow things waste time, and I haven't much of that.

I'll look at your text for hours or more

What am I doing ?! It's petal to the floor.

Race me to the edge, question is Wich one of us will cave first.

Will you be there and love me through all of the nights?

Will you slowly get mad at me till we get into fights?

Let's stop going 35 in a 40. And do this thing right.

Lest do this. Just us. Skip all the red lights.