piccadilly

You know I lose my composure

When you look me in the eyes

When I seize your attention

Then you come a little closer

That's when my feelings start to wander

And then I start to wonder why the hell I wanna hold ya

Must be something in the air tonight, making this right

Maybe cause we're on a train in the deep of the night

Nowhere to run away

Always run away from what I like

I have a habit of messing it up

I tend to end things before they've begun