Too Much Sometimes

He looks so pretty like a devil Put his picture in my pocket before I go He smells like cherry blossoms and syrup Wonder if he knows he's all I want He likes girls with curly hair Mines not curly but falls into place He thinks I'm sweet and kind I think I am But maybe too much sometimes You have no clue what I'd do if I missed you Part the red sea just so I could kiss you Flower fields that stretch on for miles It feels like home when I see your smile You don't have to go Not just yet I want to run away with him To a cottage in the mountains Or by the sea I want to hold his hand And walk through the rain I want him to like me And not think I'm insane Flower fields that stretch on for miles It feels like home when I see your smile You don't have to go Not just yet You don't have to go Not just yet You don't have to go Not just yet