Oh , Boy !

As i sit here trying to find myself
I cant even think, hes the only thing on my mind
I have never met anyone of his kind
He makes me feel like im floating on air

Now i cant even decide what to wear
When i see him my heart stops
Someone should call the cops
For my heart has been stolen

I cant help but wonder how long this will last
I dont even want to think about my past
Because ive never been the lucky one
If all my bad luck were to be weighed it would weigh a ton

But the thing is, he makes me feel, different
Like i could fly away if i wasnt holding on to anything
And i never want to be away from him, weekends are the worst
Now those i swear are cursed
I have found myself...beside him