He doesn't know i'm alive

He doesn't know i'm alive

No no... no no no no oh (Oh baby).
I've got his picture.
It's on my dresser.
Right next to my bed.
He doesn't know me.
But I sure know him.
I can't get him out of my head, no.
(Talk to him) No, no, I haven't even tried.
He doesn't even know that I'm alive...
no. He doesn't even know that I'm alive.
I got his number. I call him up.
Just to hear him say "hello".
And when he answers.
I always hang up.
Ooh that thought scares me so, woah.
(Talk to him) No, no, I haven't even tried.
He doesn't even know that I'm alive.
He doesn't even know that I'm alive... no woah.
No no no no...Ohhhhh yeah...
Someday I'll find the nerve.
To talk to him and stop acting so reserved.
I told myself "Girl you gotta change".
'Cause nothing ventured is noting gained.
Late last evening. I dropped on by.
Just to see if he was home.
And when he opened the door.
I could have died.
Here we were all alone.
(Talk to him) I said "Excuse me, I thought my friend lived here".
Well he doesn't even know that I'm alive.
He doesn't know that I'm alive.
He doesn't even know that I'm alive He doesn't even know that I'm alive...

Ecrit par Spencer Bernard.