Infatuated

Secrets whispered by the cool wind
Pink skies lie on the horizon
Hand rests on your left leg's soft skin
You smile so that means we're golden
Thank god

I was worried it was too forward, I know
That I overthink somethings and to some it's boring
And I'm even overthinking right now, oh god
You plant a kiss on my right cheek and you catch me off guard

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh

Are you real?
Is this how it feels
Your sex appeal
Makes it feel like I'm burnin

Every word you say is it's own poem baby
And it drills into my soul, god it makes me crazy
And your body is a world of its own
I'm sorry
Am i infatuated with you? Yes probably

Ahhhhh

Secrets whispered by the cool wind
Pink skies lie on the horizon
Hand rests on your left leg's soft skin
I sure hope all of this ain't pretend
baby.