Oh, come on, are you really that blind?
The way we talk, the way we spend our time?
People see it, they say it’s fate,
And I think they might be right this time.
You say, “No, we’re just friends,”
Then why does your hand stay in mine till the end?
Oh, love, I’m not that naive,
I see what’s happening, can’t you see?
Can’t you see we’re already there?
One step closer, one breath, one stare.
We don’t need words, don’t need a sign,
We’re falling fast, and I don’t mind.
You tilt your head, pretend to doubt,
But your heart is screaming out loud.
So why fight what we both know?
Let’s just give in, let it show.
If I said it first, would you say it back?
Or would you pretend, would you turn your back?
You sigh, then smile and say,
“…I guess I see it now, okay?”