Cut String

My head on your shoulder your hand in my hair
Everything quiet in the cold night air
This moment is calm this moment is bliss
Hard to imagine something better than this

And now I'm sick over
The feelings that got away
And I'm still thinking 'bout you every single day

I'm thinking, I'm thinking of you
I'm thinking, I'm thinking of you
I'm thinking, I'm thinking of you
I'm thinking, thinking of you

And now I'm sick over
The feelings that got away
And I'm still thinking 'bout you every single day

Now I wonder if I should have kissed you
Now I'm a balloon with a cut string
And I wonder if you wanted to kiss me
And what could have happened if you did

And now I'm sick over
The feelings that got away
And I'm still thinking 'bout you every single day