Confession

Tear out a page, look around, grab my lucky pen
Scribble down how I feel, what would happen then?
The chill of fall as I recall my Eureka! moment
Everyone said "spit it out, just tell him how you feel"
I heave a sigh, like it's not a big dealed
Staring fate in the face as I draft my confession that you aren't allowed to read...
But if you could it'd say

I love the faces you pull and though I feel like a fool, you've got me wrapped around your finger
Sha-la-la-la-la-la
For all the things that you are
We blast Les Mis in the car
You know you are my best confession

You always know what I mean from a look on my face
Turn a frown upside down with one single embrace
I can't help wondering if you might feel the same way
But you have no idea that what i mean to say is

I love the faces you pull and though I feel like a fool, you've got me wrapped around your finger
Sha-la-la-la-la-la
For all the things that you are
We blast Les Mis in the car
So far you are my best confession

I'm under lock and key
A love-sick diary, trapped behind transparent class
But if you'd turn the key, you'd get this confession from me
All you have to do is ask
And i will tell you that

I love the things that you are, and when we wish on a star you know you are what i wish for
Sha-la-la-la
And though my chances are far
I'll take the leap, here's my heart
So far you are my best confession

My best confession