Two Weeks These past two weeks* I've been thinking 'bout you And all the things I wanna do with you And all the great things I dig about you I can't sleep at night
because you're playing in my head Can't kick the habit of saying words you've said I'm possessed by you all the time
[Chorus:] Well, I don't need the mailman or a phone I will say it to your face I want you for my own
These past two weeks I've been thinking 'bout you And all the things that you've helped me through And all the time I've shared with you It must be the way that you look in my eyes That prevents me from telling lies To cover up how I feel inside