Prom

I'm floating on another gray day
Just sad songs on the playlist I play
I look at you from afar, but I know
I'm invisible, I see it in the mirror
And I wonder if it's really impossible

If we made it to the Moon
Why can't I reach your skin soon?
I want to kiss you all over, make you mine baby
I imagine those little kisses from your mouth
How good they will taste

Sometimes I believe it, but other times not
My nerves betray me when I hear your voice
I have little time left to ask you
To go with me to prom

I'll tell Cupid to be on my side this time

If we made it to the Moon
Why can't I reach your skin soon?
I want to kiss you all over, make you mine baby
I imagine those little kisses from your mouth
How good they will taste

Sometimes I believe it, but other times not
My nerves betray me when I hear your voice
I have little time left to ask you
To go with me to prom

I'll tell Cupid to be on my side this time