Lately, I've been stumbling over my words. When I talk to you, I get nervous. And I rehearse how to say, Hello. When you call me on the phone. . And when you're over at my house.
Into You. (CDJ/Mary Danna/Shaye Smith). . If he doesn't call when he says he'll call. Or if he doesn't even call at all. Well he just might not be that into you.
There must have been a reason, we first got together. There must have been a reason we used to talk forever. It's hard to see it now, 'cause it's easier to think of what went wrong.
We drove all night and half the next day. Up through the mountains to the open space. Got through registration and searched for my dorm. I was so thankful he'd been there before.