I haven't felt this type of thing in a while I thought I lost myself in love until I found you I can't predict my fate But I can't be his no more Two years and a few days But my week with you means more I'm quickly falling I'll never let you I'm quickly falling I'll never let you I haven't felt these butterflies since I I don't even know Nobody really knows my name Cause all you call me is beautiful I can't predict my fate But I can't be his no more Two years and a few days But my week with you means more I'm quickly falling And if it's not true I'm quickly falling And if it's not true I'm quickly falling And if it's not true I'm quickly falling And if it's not true I'm quickly falling