Texty: Howie Day. Sweet.

Bittersweet your're too complete to ask me why
You're over there and you're shy to stare and catch her eye
When you do, she looks at you with silent signs
And I know that you glow like the sky

You've got nowhere to run
But you've got someplace to be
You've got nowhere to run
But you've got someplace to be
That's with me
That's with me

You think you're so fucking sweet
Yeah, you're so sweet

It's friday night your joke's alright you come with me

You're falling hard and it's too hard to see
When you do, she looks at you behind the line
And I'll know that you glow like the sky

You've got nowhere to run
But you've got someplace to be
You've got nowhere to run
But you've got someplace to be
That's with me
That's with me