If one could die from a smile

then I am in the grave

and if a heart can stop from a glance

oh, mine is not so brave

if just a smile can make this girl weak at the knees

how shall I stand a kiss?

I won't I suppose, no matter my pleas

my legs shall indeed collapse 

and why if he's mine

does his glance make my heart flutter

I know he is indeed

but my heart still starts to stutter

his smile makes my cheeks flame still

and I can't stop myself from smiling at him

it's irrisitable, anything to keep him looking at me

my heart still thinks it needs to win

if only I could voice my thoughts

that his hand to hold is so nice

so strong and secure

and fits perectly over mine

instead I smile up and him

from under long lashes

and he looks down at me

and his heart starts to crash

yes, I know he's mine now

as that look too will always be

and I shall always feel weak

when he kisses me