Make Moves

Make Moves
I called her up on the telephone
With a salty tone I spoke about the memories, the endless dreams,
the revelry, the life foreseen
And with every breath of remembrance, with every stutter or word I missed
The growl inside became too much, maybe I am, I was such a
Fool to say the word ‘love’
I was a fool to say its alright
Afraid that I’d make her upset, afraid to feel an ounce of regret
I was a fool to say the word ‘love’
A fool to think that would be alright
So I asked my friend, I thought she could find a way to shed some light
Should I make moves? She doesn’t think so
Should I make moves, or keep it on the down low
What is this force that holds me back?
Why does my mind fade to black?
This was the moment I had waited for
I don’t think it will come around any more
You know I’ll believe every word you say
Cause somehow you make enough sense to bring about a rush of carelessness
And that’s exactly what I miss
I was a fool to say the word ‘love’
A fool to say its alright
Afraid that I’d make her upset, afraid to feel an ounce of regret
I was a fool to say the word ‘love’
A fool to think that would be alright
So I asked my friend, I thought she could find a way to shed some light
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