Where did I go Right?
How did I get you...

How come all of a sudden I want to love you

Let's go back
back to the beginning
Or is the beginning now...

Over and over again I try to come up with excuses of how we don't fit

But You're just Right.
Perfectly fitted in
Nothing less and Nothing More, just Right.

I'm the book
And each time you pick me up to read
You run your rough hands on the pages
Though your hands has been through many trials of errors
Yet they're so gentle, with precaution you take your time
Because not once do you want to make a mistake
You slowly read each word carefully
Just like how I know you would

And so this story goes......

I still believe my feelings, but sometimes I feel too much
And my head gets caught up in over analyzing

So if you can hear me, just........