Dan Miraldi - She Knows

She Knows

She knows. She knows. She knows. She knows. She knows. She knows.

She knows. She knows

Sail on silver girl, I’m hoping to remind her of

Waking up in the middle of May so happy just to be alive

She can work me up, she can stress me out

She’s always non-committal, but she’ll kiss me on the mouth

And I get high just being around her

She won’t say I’m her favorite singer

Cuz I am always just the boy who is wrapped around her finger

She knows I’m always gonna love her

She knows there ain’t no one above her

She knows in the middle of the night

I’m wishing it was me that’s holding her so tight

She knows. She knows. She knows. She knows. She knows. She knows.

So we climb up to my apartment and I am trying to impress

Her with my hi-fi, New York style and my bohemianess

It don’t do much to change her mind

If my heart was a trigger she’d kill me every time

But I resign cuz I’m around her

And these feelings always linger

But I’m still the guy wrapped around her finger

In my heart some part is always hers

Kept as it were like some museum

I write down memories like a code

I sing them back just so I can see them

She knows. She knows. She knows. She knows. She knows. She knows.

She knows. She knows

Written by Dan Miraldi