B                      Abm 
I think I'm fallin' in love with you,  
B                     Abm                              F# 
I've been lookin' all over you I've been lookin' for a sign.  
            Abm                 E                 F#      Abm             E             F# 
The way you pick on me makes me think that you're in, but are you playin' hard to get?  
       Abm        E     F#    Abm              E 
Do you even think about it? I guess that's the problem.  

B                      Abm 
I know I'm drivin' you crazy,  
B                      Abm                     F# 
I can't tell if I want you as much as you want me.  
       Abm           E      F#      Abm              E                F#         
I have felt this way before,   I've been in love I'm not sure I liked it.  
          Abm                    E                F#    Abm              E          B 
It's that feeling you get in the pit of your stomach. I guess that's the problem.  

   B                                      Abm                       F#                
So tell me you love me, make me feel like everything that I've been dreaming is real.  
  B                                           Abm                  F#                 B 
I don't really know if you feel the same, but I've been lookin' at you this way.  
  B                    Abm         F#                  B 
I might be going crazy, I might be losing my mind,  
    B                                Abm       F#             E         B 
but I have never felt the way that I do when I look into your eyes.  

                      B  Abm   E 
I don't want this back.  
                           B  Abm   E  
Please don't break my heart.  
                    B  Abm   E 
If you want my love,  
                                     B  Abm   E 
it's yours, but you must do your part.  

B                     Abm 
I know I'm fallin' in love with you,  
B                     Abm                              F#      Abm 
I've been lookin' all over you I've been lookin' for a sign. 
                 E     F#            Abm              E         F#            Abm             E          F#     
And this love is infinite, it is the moon and sun and stars and sky, it's the gleaming in the back of my eye.  
  Abm              E          B 
I guess that's the problem.