i drive by your house its late your silhouette in the window i want to stand on your front lawn with a radio playing our song like john cusack in say anything but acting scares me and so does everything you ll always be my shining star and i wonder how you are and why you haven t called i miss the way you look at night standing before me in just your panties i want to get lost in your hair i want to feel you like i used to and do you miss me like i miss you remember our tree the way i kissed you