[Verse 1] The fate is not her eyes It’s her devilish smile How she stirs her coffee slow Like she’s sees what I know She talks in crooked lines Loses track of days and signs I say I’ll keep my distance her lips always drag me in [Chorus] She is what dreams are for Every closed door Turns into a hallway when I see her face This late at night my judgement is frail I know I’ll fail But I keep falling anyway Anyway [Verse 2] Her jacket on my chair Smells like rain and summer air She leaves notes in the margins Of the books I never finish [Chorus] She is what dreams are for Every closed door Turns into a hallway when I see her face This late at night my judgement is frail I know I’ll fail But I keep falling anyway Anyway
