I'm slowly turning into you
But you don't know this to be true
You say I'm lying and I never really tell you the truth
But your face is getting older
So put your head on my shoulder
Yeah, put your head on my shoulder
Yesterday it hit me that I do
All the little things that you do
Except the same little things that you do are annoying
They're annoying as hell, in fact
It kinda struck a little bell, in fact
I like to keep my little shell intact
And I'm slowly turning into you
And I'm slowly turning into you
Then something else came to mind
That was the mirror it made everything clearer
That you're more beautiful, compelling and stronger
It didn't take much longer
Just for me to realize I love all the little things
And the beauty that they're gonna bring
I dig your little laugh, and I'm lovin' your quick wit
I even love it when you're faking it
And it might sound a little strange for me to say to you
But I'm proud to be you
And I'm slowly turning into you
And I'm slowly turning into you
And I'm slowly turning into you
And I'm slowly turning into you
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