Thinking Songtext
von Matthew Ifield

You′ve got a tight grip on my arm
When it's dark

Head on your shoulder
So it′s close to your heart

Hands are like magnets
You can't pull them apart

Feet in the sand
We don't know where to start

We′ve got a way of always locking eyes
Building a sandcastle under the sky
Are we kidding ourselves
Into thinking we don′t know what we felt


Somehow I never keep track of the time
Looking at you like I'm scared what I′ll find
Am I kidding myself
Into thinking you don't feel it as well
Into thinking it′s not bound to go well
Why does everybody torture themselves
Into thinking

Mmm
Always thinking
Overthinking
Are we kidding ourselves
Are we kidding ourselves
(Kidding ourselves)
Into thinking you don't feel it as well