Turning Red

I can still get nervous When i talk to you Even though we've dated For a year or two Everytime i stare I notice something new And abandon all hopes Of impressing you I struggle with the words That i've always known I get self-conscious of my voice On the telephone You tell me how you love me Everynight before bed And i turn out the lights As my face turns red Sometimes it's hard to stay still When you're moving close to me My eyes they open wider More color in my cheeks I'm usually so pale Until you mess with my heartbeat You turn me red Turning red I'm turning red My hands still get sweaty When you're holding them My clothes feel kind of tight Although i'm sure they fit When we go out at night Sometimes i wish we'd stayed in I feel like everyone is thinking What's she doing with him? Every date feels like The first one And i can't wait 'til we meet (kick?) my feet under the table When we sit down to eat I don't know how to ask you Will you come home with me? I'm turning red Turning red I'm turning red Sometimes it's hard to stay still When you're moving close to me My eyes they open wider More color in my cheeks I'm usually so pale Until you mess with my heartbeat I'm turning red Turning red I'm turning red I love it when you're playful You tease me constantly You're surprisingly insightful When you embarrass me And you can feel safe In my arms But safe's not what i need You turn me red Turning red I'm turning red