How, the hell did I end up at your door?
I was late that day, but just in time, for you.
Struck by cupid's bow, didn’t have a clue.
Took out the arrow, but I still feel sore.
I’m strung up by your spider-webs, and fastened to the floor.
But I’d rather stay all tangled up, then go back to before.
It’s funny how we can’t prepare for,
things that make us lose control.
I’m caught under a tidal wave,
I’m waiting to wash up, on shore.
I, wasn’t expecting this at all.
You learn to walk, but never how to fall.
There’s, not much left that I can do.
Guess I’ll let myself just, fall in love with you.
Thanks, you showed up late but that’s okay.
I forgot about it all the moment I saw your, face.
We only stayed, strangers, for a minute or so.
But I couldn’t resist so I, grabbed your hand and,
led you to my heart.