Because...she asked

 

 

Because it's barely 4

Because you think I live too far to walk

Because I've smiled all day

Because there' s a blush staining my face

We're sitting in your car

Just outside my house

Because you want the truth

Because I’ve never felt this way

Because it's a boy that has me spun

Because I speak of him with bated breath

Because this has very little to do with lust

You're listening to my every word

Smiling at my nativity, this unsurity

Because my confessions great you'll tease me sparingly

 

Author's Note

Cp. 6:29PM Tue 0718 'I'll Be' Edwin McCain fine, outside, ok, Searph, heavy clouds (Written, Sylph