is it in the tired way your eyes meet mine
like they've done a hundred times
the rationale i've never seen
the comfort was a sign
was it that glorious night beneath the stars
or our sunswept summer days
that have created in me the impetus
to begin feeling this way
and you don't know
what we will be come september
and you don't know
if you even want to remember
love, what are you afraid of?
what, are you afraid of love?
since we met i've been running
circles around my house
trying to figure out just what
you've done to me
the butterfly swarm around my eyes
make it difficult to see
anything other than your beauty
F
so here's your chance,
E
come and take my hand
Am
time is not a friend
C
to opportunity
F
and when it knocks, you'd better answer
E
look out on your doorstep
Am
the man there waving
C
is me.
and you don't know
what we will be come september
and you don't know
if you even want to remember
love, what are you afraid of?
what, are you afraid of love?
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