Waves - Kris Allen

Pretty girl, got that look in her eyes

She might be trouble, but trouble’s what you need sometimes

She can’t hold back and she won’t let go

Like a sinking ship that’s keeping me afloat

Well, someone told me «watch out»

And another told me «run»

But I’ve always been a bullseye looking for a gun

But she is my hurricane

And I am her ocean

And we could make the biggest waves

Cause she makes me move;

she moves me

Cause she makes me move;

she moves me

A reckless heart and a dangerous mind

That combination, a beautiful disaster every time

And she makes me mad, but she, she makes me stronger

I guess that love’s not always a sweet, sweet song

Well, someone told me «watch out»

And another told me «run»

But I’ve always been a bullseye looking for a loaded gun

But she is my hurricane

And I am her ocean

And we could make the biggest waves

Cause she makes me move;

she moves me

Cause she makes me move;

she moves me, yes

Na-na-na na-na

Na-na-na na-na

Na-na-na na-na na-na

Na-na-na na-na

Na-na-na na-na

Na-na-na na-na na-na

Well, someone told me «watch out»

And another told me «run»

And I don’t know if this is what I need

But God, it’s all I want

But she is my hurricane

And I, I am her ocean

And we could make the biggest waves

Cause she makes me move;

she moves me

Cause she makes me move;

she moves me

Cause she makes me move;

she moves me