All music, lyrics, and vocals by Dylan Smith.
Usually it takes a lot of time for someone to pump the blood of a heart like mine, but I see you standing there: Perfect eyes and long brown hair.
When the clock strikes one, I know the feeling has begun.
And when the clock strikes two, I'll be confident and approach you.
Now, I'm a nervous boy. My heart is not a toy. Please give me something that I'll enjoy. I'm looking for a chance to kiss you. I'll call you on the phone just to tell you that I miss you.
When the clock strikes three, I want you to be with me.
And when the clock strikes four, you'll love me, but I'll love you more.
When the clock strikes five, you're the reason I'm alive.
When the clock strikes six, I've confirmed my own prediction.
When the clock strikes seven, I'll know that I'm in heaven.
No matter how cliche I am, you love me, anyway.