heavy and struck

well there you are and i'm stuck
i'm dodging your glance as i do
heavy as a truck
from the glow that's surrounding you
::chorus::
it's always nothing
that's comes to mind
always nothing
that comes to mind
and you know that i'm stuck
i'm wishin' i could say that i'm struck
i'm wishin' i could say that i'm stuck
it's all about the right words
that floated from your mouth to my ear
and i can't find the nerve
to ask you to come over here
::repeat chorus::
and i want it
and you got it