words & music by jason mraz
Once there was a girl that came from not too far from here
And she wasn`t satisfied at the rate that she applied herself
To the items on the shelf, she was a retail girl
And that really has to do with nothing though she gave me something
A smile I`ll rely on for a lifetime I`d try on for awhile
So now why is she getting married on the 25th of april
She believes in higher energy and better things for all the people
She is a charm of good luck when she`s sitting by your side
But I think my luck run out on april twenty five
Oh love, oh love is all I`m looking for
Sitting in the corner in the dark
Hoping that she`d eye me, I`m looking right her way
But I`d never find the right thing to say
I`d never find the right kind of phrase
There was a secret somebody
Of course I never get the upper hand
Those kinds of rare finds are all born with a man
I just don`t understand how they can
Oh love, oh love is all I`m looking for
Sitting in the corner in the dark and on the floor
Hoping that she`d spy on me, I`m looking right her way
I`d never find the right kind of phrase
The right kind, the right line, or the right time to say almost
anything that`s right
the right kind of phrase.
I`d never find the right thing to say