I can hear the train crashing in my head
I can feel the sirens screaming bloody red
I can taste the whispers of a kiss goodnight
And I cannot wait to make you mine
If I had a dime for every girl on my mind
I'd have to say, babe, I'd be quite poor
So, Sarah, won't you take my heart?
'Cause I can't take this beating anymore
If I ask you out tonight, will you hold my hand?
If you come with me, will you teach me how to dance?
If I thought you were beautiful, would looks deceive me?
If I told you I loved you, would you believe me?