Your words of friendship, your soft smile
The reactions I draw from you
Waiting for the grin
Waiting for the laugh
I'm drawn, it's sucking, it's pulling
Down to a pleasant eternity
That I don't really mind
at all, come to think of it
I have to tell you
I have to be near
I have to say hello
I have to stop by
It doesn't really matter why
Or what for, because there isn't
anything that bears down on me
So much as this strange pull

Why do I always sweat when I talk to you?