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