Don't give me hope if there's nothing to this, Don't let me in if you're not there, What i'm feeling doesn't happen every day, So baby please play me fair;
And it feels like there's something more, Than those crazy little crushes i've felt before, When you move in closer i can feel the rush, And now we're so close we can touch;
All these possibilities, So many little possibilities
Right in front of us, Close enough to touch, And far enough to have some time to see;
All these possibilities, Oh these possibilities, Are written in the stars, We are who we are baby, And i can't help but think that possibly, There's possibility ...
(Freddie Stroma)