Feelings flood I think of you
Fly so high I can't be blue
I pray to God I don't hit the ground
If I did you'd pick me up
Hear your voice a subtle touch
Dreams of you keep spinning 'round
When I get the chance
To hold you, it'll be ok
When I get the chance
To touch you, what will you say
And I've been thinking
What happens now
Feelings I thought were fake
You smiled once I found a place
Where blissful dreams can touch the ground
Won't move to fast but picture this
A dog a house a couple kids no one else could settle me down
When I get the chance
To hold you, it'll be ok
When I get the chance
To love you, what will you say
And I've been thinking
What happens now
And I've been thinking
What happens now
When I get the chance
To hold you, it'll be ok
When I get the chance
To love you, what will you say
And I've been thinking
What happens now