He made me a playlist

At least that's how it started

He made me a playlist

When I was brokenhearted

I told him I'd listen to it

But I was feeling the blues

He sent it on a Saturday

But I didn't listen til Tues

And I heard all the words

Written by someone else but they were made for me

And I listened to every song

The only thing skipping was my heartbeat

Oh he knows that I love him, but I don't know how to say it

It's weird to think that all of this started bеcause of a playlist

He made mе a CD

That's what came next

Things were so easy

Things are the best

I told him I'd listen to it

And I did straight away

His compilations

Made my heart sway

And I heard all the words

Written by someone else but they were made for me

And I listened to every song

The only thing skipping was my heartbeat

Oh he knows that I love him, but I don't know how to say it

It's weird to think that all of this started because of a playlist

Because of a playlist

So I wrote him a song

In fact, it's this song

I hope when he hears it

He sings along

I hope that he loves it

I hope that he swoons

I hope that he hears me

When I say 'I love you'

And he'll have heard all the words

Written for him and made for him too

And maybe we'll sing and serenade together

Cuz we both know we're lasting forever

Oh he knows that I love him, and I know how to say it

Oh he knows that I love him, and I know how to say it

Baby I love you

And thanks for the playlist

Thanks for the playlist

The playlist

The playlist

Oh-oh, the playlist

Thank you for the playlist

Thank you