I threw a wish in the well, don't ask me I'll never tell.
I looked to you as it fell, and now you're in my way.
I trade my soul for a wish, pennies and dimes for a kiss.
I wasn't looking for this, but now you're in my way.
Your stare was holdin'. Ripped jeans, skin was showin'.
Hot night, wind was blowin'.
Where you think you're going, baby?
Hey, I just met you, and this is crazy, but here's my number.
So call me, maybe.
It's hard to look right, at you baby. But here's my number.
So call me, maybe.
And all the other boys, try to chase me. But here's my number.
So call me, maybe?
You took your time with the call, 
I took no time with the fall. 
You gave me nothing at all, but still, you're in my way.
I beg and borrow and steal, at first sight and it's real.
I didn't know I would feel it, but it's in my way.
Where you think you're going, baby?
Before you came into my life, I missed you so bad.
And you should know that.




So call me, maybe?



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