Sometimes I wonder if a boy will ever get me flowers
And i’ll hug him and say “Thank you”
The feeling would be lovely
So close to falling in love

Sometimes I think about how i’ll get asked on a date one day
Will it be casual, like in a coffee shop?
Or rather extravagant?
When he asks I would kiss him on the cheek
I would answer with saying “I’d love to”
I don't think that I would stop smiling for days

Sometimes I dream about being proposed to
I wonder if I will see it coming
Or if I would be caught by surprise
Once I am asked, i’ll kiss him right on his lips
And breathe my answer in bliss into his face, so close to mine

I love him, I love him
And he loves me.
The warm feeling in my heart is not going to fade