That's probably why I'm not a morning person...

 It's something about these damn love songs, I suppose.
I do a pretty good job of pretending to ignore the thought of you during the day.
Responsibility is a pretty good distraction.
But eventually the quiet comes.
I play the music a little too loud to push you out of my mind
But even there you're stubborn as hell
and the night lasts so long...

I've numbered the stars with missed opportunities
So many times I've wanted to pick up the phone... too may times.
Shoot a text
Just to say hi
wanting to say so much more
In person...
I could ask you out, right?
I mean, why not?
Why don't you come round soon?
You can tell me about life these days
You're such a mystery, but feel so familiar to my heart
I'll keep these feelings in check though, to have you close
Just for a little while...

But the what ifs are in the way
I wouldn't call this doubt
I've never been more sure of anything
I just don't know if that door is open to me anymore...
And as much as I want to know
I backspace
Erasing all the things I'd love to say, love to ask
Forfeit my place in your mind for one more day
Turn the volume a little higher
And add a number to the stars