Helplessly Young

Ever since she stole my sense and sentenced me to life
overnight, sentences don't come out right
Might just bite her, best decide to write to get in touch
Still I doubt, when or how to ask her out
Without asking way too much

I don't know what to say
She reminds me of the future
And foreign countries
We could choose any plane
Trust the world or make a hideout
It doesn't matter...

"Dance?" She Said, "I can't," I said, "I'd like to but I won't."
"Fine," She said, "What else can you show me now?"
I stayed quite polite there all night just to hide that what I want
Is her kiss, but that's asking way too much

I don't know what to say
She reminds me of the future
And foreign countries
We could make other plans
And get used to Barcelona
It doesn't matter

Almost Helplessly young
Wake up crying for no reason except the music
Almost helplessly old
Find it hard to be surprised but
It doesn't matter.