Jasmine - The Icarus Account

I wear my best clothes on Mondays for Jasmine

I hope she notices me

It’s hard to fall asleep at night on Sundays

Cause I’m so eager to dream about her

And I think she’s amazing but I’ll never tell her

At least not for a while

Cause all of these feelings and longings inside

Do they come from my heart

Here in my head I have all these ideas

Of things I shoud say

Oh and how I should say them

But when she’s around me

I can barely speak

And sometimes it’s easier to dream

I caught the clock at 12:34

And wished that she would be mine

But before any words could escape to my voice

Oh that four became five

So this is how it’s gonna be

And nothing comes this easily

If this isn’t what I need

How come she won’t leave my head

All I can think about

Is if she feels the same way I do

Is she acting honestly

If only the secrets of her heart

Were written in her eyes

I’d get lost I’d get lost

In those eyes

I’d get lost I’d get lost

I am lost

I wear my best clothes on Mondays for Jasmine

I hope she notices me