• I been thinkin' 'bout you lately,
    You been stuck in my head.
    Oh I wanna tell you 'bout it,
    But I'm scared you'll laugh instead.
    I don't know how you make feel so brave,
    It's just your way, you know.
    You're the apple of my eye,
    And my pot of gold.

    If I asked you if you liked me,
    Would ya say "I do"
    Take my hand and wonder,
    If I wanted you too.
    Or simply say,
    "Just like a friend"
    And never take my hand.
    I'd go home cry,
    Until the day I died.

    But I wanna know you'd say yes,
    And take me to a church.
    I'd get to wear a white dress,
    And you'd ask me for my hand.
    My mom would start to cry,
    I would start to laugh.
    You'd take my hand in yours,
    Pull me close,
    Until,
    We become one heart, one soul,
    And we'd always love each other,
    Until,

    Our daughter would be thinkin,
    'Bout this guy,
    That she knows,
    That she wants.

    And now as I think this,
    I think I think way too much!