It’s good to be in love
It really does suit you
Just like everything
I’m happy you’re in love
Cause every colour goes where you do Oh, come on, what can I do?
(Why’s it happening?)
How’s it happening without me?
How’s it happening that he feels it without me?
It’s good to be in love…
You have no idea how scared I am of it happening again. It’s all his(S) fault. Everything is too familiar and strange at the same time. I want to hope it doesn’t happen again. But me keeping my calm and hoping for good things didn’t prove any point the last time.
I’d rather warp to that point in the future where all is well. I guess I am broken by that past experience badly enough that I’ve grown a lot more casual and carefree about things. In short, I’ve turned into a rather unprepared duck. Cos if I weren’t, I’d be bugging his brains out almost too childishly, and that albeit with worries, I’d still be brave enough to try and get to somewhere as soon as I can.
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