Cut String - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

My head on your shoulder, your hand in my hair

Everything quiet in the cold night air

This moment is calm, this moment is bliss

Hard to imagine something better than this

And now I'm sick over

The feelings that got away

And I'm still thinking 'bout you every single day

I'm thinking, I'm thinking of you

I'm thinking, thinking of you

And now I'm sick over

The feelings that got away

And I'm still thinking 'bout you every single day

Now I wonder if I should have kissed you

Now I'm a balloon with a cut string

And I wonder if you wanted to kiss me

And what could have happened if you did

And now I'm sick over

The feelings that got away

And I'm still thinking 'bout you every single day