Mary Moffett_demo

I remember how it started She was sitting next to me in class She had the jeans and said smart things It took me all my nerve to ask Her out for tea, she went with me Then to the party, to the dance Her breath was hot, my voice was shot And then she asked, then on the grass We kissed and that was it, I knew I was infatuated Maybe I shouldn't have told her so, maybe I should have waited But I held her in my arms, I held her in my arms I held her in my arms, but I couldn't hold her very long Oh, Mary Mary Moffett I wonder if she's lonely I wonder if she'll hear this song If she didn't want to see me, well, I wish she would've told Instead, I had to leave some embarrassing voicemails on her phone And I wonder if she laughed at them, thought they were pathetic Well, I hope it happens to her one day, and she has to feel the headache But I'm not bitter, I'm not mad, well, maybe just a little It'll stew in my subconscious like some stupid, unsolved riddle But in truth, I hardly ever think of whatever was between us Only when I make that lonely drive through Encinitas Oh, Mary Mary Moffett I wonder if she's lonely I wonder if she'll hear this song Oh, Mary Mary Moffett I wonder if she's lonely I wonder if she'll hear this song