With lips like a cherry tree...

You choose my arms to fall asleep in and rest your beautiful heart 
The night passed by and you can't remember dancing with me 
When it got said I didn't know what to do from the very start
The night faded into your eyes and that's when I started to freeze

I'm going to kiss you 
What the hell is wrong with me
I'm going to kiss you 
Your lips tasted like a cherry tree
I'm going to kiss you 
I've got mental scars only I can see 
I'm going to kiss you with lips like a cherry tree

The thought of the moment catches my breath and I can not speak 
I'm finding things to do or say so my mind won't be able to think 
I'm in unfamiliar ground and once again running away from how I feel 
I guess this is me and I'll keep escaping till one day I feel happy 

Roses I could lay and happiness I feel is near 
With your cheeky look I live with my own fear
The words I think isn't the actions I always show
I've only had one so in the end what do I know 

I'm going to kiss you 
What the hell is wrong with me
I'm going to kiss you 
Your lips tasted like a cherry tree
I'm going to kiss you 
I've got mental scars only I can see 
I'm going to kiss you with lips like a cherry tree
With lips like a cherry tree...