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Explores the internal struggle and the emotional battlefield of young man before a date. |
| Every Time My heart is racing I stand anxious I hear my breathing My heart pounding I stand unsure My mind races searching for words should it falter In the presence of beauty that not even time could alter I stand excited My thoughts fly ‘round my head And at once my stomach feels of butterflies and lead I stand nervous If I run I can’t mess up If I run I can’t disappoint If I run there’s still next time But if I run I won’t have this time I stand Feeling the way I do every time I stand at this door Waiting with heart high to see her once more |