Tiny Little Bows
Had a crush and oh, he crushed me.
You don’t wanna go there, trust me.
So you played a real tough game, I see.
You barely tickle me.
Fresh air when you walk in Newfoundland,
And we just met and I wish we could be holding hands.
Took a drink with the locals in town.
Yeah we talked a bit, yeah we messed around.
A little map, the world in your eyes.
Awkward send-off, there was no kiss goodbye.
Thought about what it might’ve been like the whole way home.
How do you think it goes with those tiny little bows?
Keeps me on my toes, yeah it keeps me on my toes.
Wonder if he knows how deep the arrow goes.
That’s for me to know, that’s for me to know and you to wonder.
I won’t hear you, I’m still thinking about you.
And I can’t seem to get you from my mind, no.
It’s true, I imagine us together and I won’t pretend it doesn’t feel just fine.
My dear; dear you, I’m craving to be near you.