Miles
Throw me a curve ball, Make me ask for more
You know I need it, like air I breath
Make it so hard for me, I appreciate the challenge
Of asking more, of wanting more
Chrs:
You can see me, running through your yard
Like your metronome, trying to find you
Your can see me, Running through your yard
Like your next best friend, trying to find you
You’re not a task, when I see you right here
But I stand my grounds when the boys come around
My feet are quick to get to you, when danger lurks around
For now, you can sit there, I see you right there |
