Remember this? You read it with me opposite you in the library. It's word for word.

He loves me, he loves me.
And it felt as if he couldn't bear to let me go.
I'm not saying that it felt right or perfect or anything,
But I know it happened.
And I'm putting my trust in him.
I whispered in his ear:
"I love you too."
And now I hope that this will last.
I know that I will break and fall if he lets go.
And I know that I will die inside.
-Again.
We're speeding forward like desperate, thirsty lovers,
Like we've waited forever for this.
I tremble at his touch,
And he shines inside.
So I hope that this love will be like fire,
I hope that it will spread through me,
I hope that it will burn, burn, burn.
Burn bright, and resonate through us.
I want to believe (wholeheartedly),
That this love is true,
That this love will be whatever you say it will be.
And I want to put my faith in you.
I want to be unafraid to love you.
I want to be bold, to stand proud.
Be my rescue,
Like you promised,
And I will be everything you want me to be.
And my heart will be yours.
Be true, oh please be true.
I'm almost afraid that I made you up.
Because you're almost perfect.

Burn, burn, burn.