Last night I fell in love with a stranger
Behind the glasshouse he came
Walking out the backdoor
To a crowd of screaming girls, calling his name
I never saw it coming
The way your voice can make me feel
And I fear, that I am falling
I should be old enough to know
Not to fall in love with the voice on the radio

So here I stand
Fighting what I feel for you
Torn between what reason says
And how I really feel
So here I stand
Wondering what to say to you
Hoping that you feel the same
The same as I do

He's in a rock band
With a voice like an angel
And eyes of a raven sky
Suddenly I find myself
At twelve years old again . . . dreaming of you
But who am I kidding
To even think that you might see me?
It's in the stars that girls like me
And boys like you were never meant to be

So here I stand
Fighting what I feel for you
Torn between what reason says
And how I really feel
So here I stand
Wondering what to say to you
Hoping that you feel the same
The same as I do

Would you be scared if I told you I like you?
And would you run if I told you I love you?

So here I stand
Fighting what I feel for you
Torn between what reason says
And how I really feel
So here I stand
Wondering what to say to you
Hoping that you feel the same
The same as I do

I should be old enough to know
Not to fall in love with the voice on the radio . . .