Not Following — Lena Meyer-Landrut

If I'm catching your eye It was an accident If I looked at you strange It's not what I meant

I wanted to talk but you're occupied I tried to explain but I'm tongue-tied I'll wait in the wings again 'til you find me out

What is the hold up?

Oh ooh ooh, I'm not following you Oh ooh ooh, walking this way, too Oh ooh ooh, I've had enough of dreaming All my dreams are you

If I sat next to you That wasn't my intent And if my hand falls on yours It was coincidence

I'd stay in the room until you're gone I'd switch to the chair that you sat on I'd sit there alone again 'til you find me out

What is the hold up?

Oh ooh ooh, I'm not following you Oh ooh ooh, walking this way, too Oh ooh ooh, see, I've had enough of dreaming All my dreams are you

I wish you would notice me If not now ... eventually Then I wouldn't have to follow you around Hunt you down Hunt you down Hunt you down

Promise we'll get along If you talk to me We'll tell each other Our stories imperfectly Imperfectly

I wanted to talk but you're occupied I tried to explain but I'm tounge-tied I'll wait in the wings again 'til you find me out

Say, what is the hold up? Oh ooh ooh, I'm not following you Oh ooh ooh, walking this way, too Oh ooh ooh, I've had enough of dreaming All my dreams are you