words & music by jason mraz      Once there was a girl that came from not too far from here      And she wasn't satisfied at the rate that she applied herself      To the items on the shelf, she was a retail girl            And that really has to do with nothing though she gave me something      A smile I'll rely on for a lifetime I'd try on for awhile            So now why is she getting married on the 25th of april      She believes in higher energy and better things for all the people      She is a charm of good luck when she's sitting by your side      But I think my luck run out on april twenty five            Oh love, oh love is all I'm looking for      Sitting in the corner in the dark      Hoping that she'd eye me, I'm looking right her way      But I'd never find the right thing to say      I'd never find the right kind of phrase            There was a secret somebody      Of course I never get the upper hand      Those kinds of rare finds are all born with a man      I just don't understand how they can            Oh love, oh love is all I'm looking for      Sitting in the corner in the dark and on the floor      Hoping that she'd spy on me, I'm looking right her way      I'd never find the right kind of phrase            The right kind, the right line, or the right time to say almost anything that's right      the right kind of phrase.       I'd never find the right thing to say