When my face gets warm,
And my cheeks get red
as if my head is on fire.
That's what you do to me
And I wonder if you noticed.

And when the fire reaches my chest
and my heart beats louder, faster
as if it's a drum, trying to beat itself out
That's what you do to me
and I wonder if you noticed.

And the drum beats so hard
it bursts
setting loose thousands
of butterflies in my stomach
all trying to escape
That's what you do to me
and I wonder if you noticed.

I wonder if you noticed
because how could you not?
Between the
Fire and the
Drum and
all the butterflies
I must have made it pretty
obvious,
This is what you do to me.