I'm not scared
Just give me a lift up there
You give me your hand
And send me over the bend
It's wet and damp
The snow melting on our hands
On top of the library
I think you wanted to kiss me

I went to bed sad
Thought it would never happen
When it did
Thought that week would never end
On top of the library
You did not kiss me
I'm glad it took us less than a week