Open Up

Beauty is her name, so that's what I call her. God blessed her wholely, mother and father. Should I approach her? Why even bother? She'd probably tease and treat me like a toddler. Why waste my time, tryna make our hearts rhyme? This is killing me like a serious crime. Maybe one day I'll make her mine. Until the time right down to the seconds of the blessed dream, I'll be pleasantly, just waiting on you to set us free, and let us be, just carelessly. I've done the math and got us down to a science. But chemistry takes work to try and apply it. Baby I know you've always been so quiet, now open up, your hearts telling you to try it.