it's like the first mug of cocoa on the last day of winter.

My heart's skipping beats like a record with scratches.
You're the only thing I can think of to rub the smudges out,
To wind me up then lay me down.

I'd like to open up and show you around.
Here's your invitation to figure me out.
Stay for a while and make yourself at home,
Take a peek at all the things that no one's ever known.

It's safe to say that you're making me crazy.
This territory's new and unexplored.
Logic tells me this is scary,
but my heart says that it's right.

Nothing's ever felt this right.