Day one, you took me out to your garden
Saw it on your face, darling
Something's different between us
Fourteen hours and twenty-one minutes
We talked and dissected our feelings
The way you put stars in the ceiling
Dear Mr. Blue-Eyed Boy Who runs in the rain like it's summer and
never gets cold But simply won't run home
Seventy-five smile on your face And you
say you're fine but I feel you fade away
Three hundred days in a row left me frozen
Running in a place to chase what's not broken
Three hundred days in a row,
your devotion Was it too slow or too quick in the moment?
Dear Mr. Blue-Eyed Boy
Would you rather think, just kiss me than talk?
Cause it feels like a chore With our clothes on the floor
Three hundred days in a row left me frozen
Running in a place to chase what's not broken
Three hundred days in a row,
your devotion Was it too slow or too quick in the moment?
Dear Mr. Blue-Eyed Boy I had so much potential
And you could've been
somebody special