Firm hold factor 2

Shape my hair, I'll make it just right, attempt to impress those gleaming eyes that made me feel this way from the start, but you don't know...I'll never let you know.
Don't take it as chance that I'm here again, I'm trying to find the perfect line I could use, I have no clue, I have no clue. If I did I would give it to you, without a doubt I'll hand it to you.

Say these things to you and break the silence that feels so comfortably easy. I wish I knew how to make an impression with you.

Hours before another day's passed, still enough time, I'll make it last so I can figure out what I'm going to do. I'll make it worth your while, I'll try.

Written by David Yeoman