Will you look at my face, and tell me why I feel this way?
I feel so out of place, and I don't know the words to say.
Now you've got me in your sights, and there's nowhere I can run.
This fever we could ignite, oh it isn't over til we're done.
You're a sharpshooter and you're blowing me away.
I don't want to close my eyes because I don't want to miss a minute with you.
So I won't close my eyes or even hesitate when I'm with you.
You're a sharpshooter and you've blown me away.
Monday, November 23, 2009
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