Butterflies (Stars Above Us)
We're going up in your Chevy truck
Driving slowly, slowly
Stars above us, I'm in love
Just hold me, hold me
I've been waiting on you for some time
But tonight in this moment
I'm yours and you are mine
You're my third grade
Both too young, both too dumb
You're my eighth grade
See you in the hall, been there through it all
You're my high school
Butterflies whenever I see you, I see you
I don't know what to do
I'm so in love with you
It's been weeks since I've said your name
I'm so scared, so scared
That as soon as I say it, I'll fall for you again
And I tried to forget about your eyes and that smile
Oh, cause his don't compare
Cause he's different, he's new
And I like what is comfortable and what's comfortable is you
Cause you're my third grade
Both too young, both too dumb
You're my eighth grade
See you in the hall, been there through it all
You're my high school
Butterflies whenever I see you, I see you
I don't know what to do
I'm so in love with you
Cause in third grade
We met too young to fall in love
And in eighth grade
It broke my heart to see you with her
And in high school
You played with my love
But I see you, I see you
I don't know what to do (You give me butterflies)
I don't know what to do (You give me butterflies)
I'm so in love with you
Driving slowly, slowly
Stars above us, I'm in love
Just hold me, hold me
I've been waiting on you for some time
But tonight in this moment
I'm yours and you are mine
You're my third grade
Both too young, both too dumb
You're my eighth grade
See you in the hall, been there through it all
You're my high school
Butterflies whenever I see you, I see you
I don't know what to do
I'm so in love with you
It's been weeks since I've said your name
I'm so scared, so scared
That as soon as I say it, I'll fall for you again
And I tried to forget about your eyes and that smile
Oh, cause his don't compare
Cause he's different, he's new
And I like what is comfortable and what's comfortable is you
Cause you're my third grade
Both too young, both too dumb
You're my eighth grade
See you in the hall, been there through it all
You're my high school
Butterflies whenever I see you, I see you
I don't know what to do
I'm so in love with you
Cause in third grade
We met too young to fall in love
And in eighth grade
It broke my heart to see you with her
And in high school
You played with my love
But I see you, I see you
I don't know what to do (You give me butterflies)
I don't know what to do (You give me butterflies)
I'm so in love with you
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Writer(s): Elle Livingston
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