Quarta Quarta - Terry McGinnis lyrics

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Quarta Quarta - Terry McGinnis lyrics

I met this girl at a party in College Station Despite my disposition in my awkward situation We held a conversation and you put your number in my hand Now I wonder if I'll see you again The next week, me and Tyler take a trip to foundation I met this beautiful woman, in the midst of music playing And growing closer as we dance the night away I wonder if next time we can hang And then I met this girl in Brenham with a beautiful heart And her smile is a work of God's art And I was kind of hoping that our path would be convergent Every time I look into your eyes, I get nervous So I walk a different way. It always happens like this Paralyzed by fears that I'm not willing to admit Like the fact I haven't dated, my heart is gated And how I look in the mirror and see a repulsive mutation Tell myself to be brave, but I don't listen Want to connect with this girl, but we're still distant Partially because I'm petrified of showing interest I'm never sure if it's a mutual intention In the end, I see the perfect girl walk away Because I'm scared to talk to her in the first place Communication. It could be the birth of relations Or the d**h of a nation before it even starts I'm trying to build a together that can't be broken apart That represents the bond with my future counterpart So I can't sit and wait for everything to fall in line If I do, I'll lose the perfect girl, every time And every time I find myself contemplating at 3 AM About every girl in my past that I should have been with And I know this wouldn't happen, if we grew my seed of courage But it's taking mine longer to flourish I don't get it. Truly I don't get it Would you love me like Dana if I was Terry McGinnis? When I'm struggling, I can't even follow my own decisions Overcome all my fears, or see my demons diminished But my health is replenished, when I see your face And I still don't have the courage to ask you on a date And Lord knows I'd have to overdraft my dollar eight But who cares? A grape slush and a moment of fate I have a dearly beloved piano solo for you So much more to say but this will do Until I play upon these keys, in the presence of your beauty Now that's beyond yours truly, Terry McGinnis