sábado, 16 de agosto de 2008

You act like you don't know me, when you see me on the street. You're makin' like i turn you off, when I know you think I'm sweet. It don't have to be like that, I guess you're insecure, if you say what's on your mind, I might answer 'Sure'. So I walk a little slower, and I try to catch your eye, sometimes, it's so hard to see, the good things passing by. There may never be a sign, no flashing neon light. Telling you to make your move, or when the time is right. Why not Take a crazy chance, why not Do a crazy dance. If you lose the moment, you might lose a lot, So... Why not.