Chrisette Michele

I seen his [???] at the cloud
Looking it's to fly
His sticks was pounding on the drums
When I caught his eye
You know, my gosh, he looked at me
And he smiled at me
And he played to me
And I imagined that he spoke to me
Later on, I found his friend
I said, "Do you know that guy?"
He said, "Hold, girl, well, sure I do"
And to my surprise
He's been saying who's that girl?
And he's feeling you
And he thinks you're cute
And he wants to try and talk to you
It's like a dream to me
It's like a dream to me
(Dream to me)
I would have never known
I would have never known
It's like a dream to me
It's like a dream to me
Through the crowd I'd seen a hand
Reaching out to me
I took a chance and took a grab
These hands were soft and sweet
I told him he was beautiful
And he played real sweet
And he smiled at me
And it was so real when he spoke to me
I put his digits in my phone
And I promise I'd call
Ran outside and told my girls
I spoke to drummer boy
I smiled the whole way to the [???]