1989

First chance I get, I'll be standing on your doorstep
Wondering if you're up this time of night
And the next thing that you know, I'll be right there outside your window
With the boombox in my hand like it was 1989

Though I never had a problem with sharing how I'm feeling
This time I'm not so sure what I should say
But the next time that I'm leaving, I'll try giving you a reason
A reason that you'd wish that I would stay

I've been feeling superstitious
I've been setting my alarms
I've been making wishes every single shooting star
And I'll hope on a bus, jump on a plane or take my car
Buy a one-way ticket to wherevеr you are, near or far

You're always hеre in my heart
Near or far
You're always here in my heart