Ashley

Well it seems I wrote you a slow song. 
A lovers woe to belong. 
A longing to tell you,
your the most amazing thing
that I ever have seen. 
And your presence it leaves me with shell shock,
Or am I just hungover from shock top. 
Either way through my day
all I see, is flashes of you
as I wander around.

I’ll wait here quite impatiently it seems,
because I’m singing about dreams again, 
And you show up in your finest working dress
ready to impress,
But you’ve already impressed me

And I wonder so kindly how are you.
But I’m totally afraid to call you.
Being to quick to shove
has pushed so many
of your kind right out the door. 
 
I’ll wait here quite impatiently it seems,
because I’m singing about dreams again, 
And you show up in your finest working dress
ready to impress,
But you’ve already impressed me.