Crush'n
Lloyd Macdonald / nancy smyth
I know I make him nervous when he's fiddling his thumbs
Sun rises in the east but the morning's still to come
Young hours of the day and we're talking about the weeks years on
Whilst we're lying in the sheets
There's only so much I can do, to make your love come true
To make your love come true
There's only so much I can say, for it to come my way
To make you come my way
Platonic but its sonic and I love him all the same
My eyes are feeling heavy, but I try to stay awake
Just to hear his voice soft calling out into the air
Never wanna leave lost dreaming when he's near
There's only so much I can do, to make your love come true
To make your love come true
There's only so much I can say, for it to come my way
To make you come my way