I'm getting lost in your curls I'm drawing pictures on your skin, So soft it twirls. I like your looks when you get mean I know I shouldn't say so but when you Claw me like a cat, I'm beaming I like the way you squeeze my hand Pulling me to another dream, We should dream. I'm getting lost in your curls I'm getting crushed out on the things that only I should see They're not for boys, they're just for me Hurry to talk, from far away I can't see you You curl your fists when you pull your hair When we're alone, I wanna say Let's just stay in, no one's here in our apartment babe Put on the dress that I like It makes me so crazy, though I can't say why Keep on your stockings for a while There's some kind of magic in the way you're lying there I'm getting lost in your curls I'm getting rushed back on a whim, Our breath gets weird Back to the time when we were green I know we have changed But I still grin 'cause I can wake to see you Back to the time I touched your hand When I was so scared to look that mean I think it's weird I'm getting lost in your curls I'm getting crushed out on the things that only I should see They're not for boys, they're just for me When we do talk from far away It's so hard for me Only to get the urge to kiss you there When we're alone, I wanna say Let's just stay in, no one's here in our apartment babe Put on the dress that I like It makes me so crazy, though I can't say why Keep on your stockings for a while There's some kind of magic in the way you're lying... Put on your dress that I like It makes me so crazy, though I can't say why Keep on your stockings for a while There's some kind of magic in the way you talk about your Blue eyeshadow It's not exactly blue though I refuse to call it anything but your blue...