Heart skipping like a jump rope team,
Brighter than a summer sun beam,
Stomach flipping like a gymnast,
Who knew you could fall so fast?
Bring it back to reality,
Surely this is just a fallacy?
Head spinning round like a tea cup,
I'm feeling star-struck.
I want to believe this is real,
Instead of denying how I feel,
Cheating myself out of a chance,
Will I ever get my first dance?
May it is way too soon
But it's hit like a typhoon
It's hit like a typhoon
Hit like a typhoon
Like a typhoon
Typhoon
Never showing myself feeling this way,
Wall growing ever higher day by day,
Can't believe he is still climbing,
My love needs a lot of priming,
Wanting to give him it all,
Yet so terrified of the fall
He really could be the one,
Homerun.
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