Searching for the certainty of knowing
That all my waiting is done
I can't discern - decisions are a hard thing
Especially when I'm so young
Conflicted by the comfort of the current
And the thrill of the unknown
You say I'm your future but how can you be so sure?
I guess you're already grown
Is this love? Or is it infatuation?
Is this real? Or is it imagination?
I have so many reasons to be with you
But for some reason I have no clue
Tell me, should I tell you that I'm ready?
Because I don't believe me
Why do I keep asking myself questions?
And why am I so unsure?
Do I think that she's the one just cause I've never felt this before?
Honestly I can't help but feeling
That I can't help the way you feel
I can't see the future, but I don't think you're there
Your heart is not mine to steal
Is this love? Or is it infatuation?
Is this real? Or is it imagination?
I have so many reasons to be with you
But for some reason I have no clue
Tell me, should I tell you that I'm ready?
Because I don't believe me
Is this love? Or is it infatuation?
Is this real? Or is it my imagination?
I have so many reasons to be with you
But for some reason I have no clue
Tell me, should I tell you that I'm ready?
Because I don't believe me