Some days I look out at your house,

And wonder if you’re looking back,

If maybe you feel like I do,

Like you’re having a mini heart attack.

I get butterflies from head to toe,

Every time that you look my way,

And my lovey dovey feeling heart,

Skips a beat and flies away.

Sometimes we bump shoulders in the hall,

Accidentally knocking backpacks,

And my face gets hot with rushing heat,

Like I’m having a mini heart attack.

I get butterflies from head to toe,

Every time that you look my way,

And my lovey dovey feeling heart,

Skips a beat and flies away.

But maybe it’s all in my head,

And maybe you’ve moved on instead,

Maybe my heart is just faulty and fast,

But the heart attacks always last,

So I need to say…

I get butterflies from head to toe,

Every time that you look my way,

And my lovey dicey feeling heart,

Skips a beat and flies away.

And maybe…

Maybe,

You feel this too.