you tell me your wishes, secrets, and dreams
tell me of your plans of running away at eighteen
how your problems seem so small, yet so big sometimes
you tell me everything but i need you to know
your the last one i think of before i go to sleep
your always in my dreams
your the first one i think of in the morning
or when I'm about to scream
your everything i want
the only one i need
tell me one last thing
do you feel the same about me
you can trust me
i wont judge, the truth is enough
you tell me your wishes, secrets and dreams
do i fall under any of the three
tell me one last thing 'do you feel the same about me