Crowded Elevator

Fifteen minutes to six and fourteen floors to go Thirteen suited strangers make a crowded elevator slow And I've got a million words and phases on the tip of my tongue For the only non-stranger next to me, soon she'll know (let ?em stare) If I could I think I would give in And let you in on how I feel I need to spill Let it all out right now And expose every inch in front of them Twelve more floors And your eyes in mine are all I need to come clean Or should I wait until the lobby And spare the lives of some twenty-six nervous eyes Being occupied by the little red numbers passing by? If I wait one minute longer I think I will die (let ?em stare) If I could I think I would give in And let you in on how I feel I need to spill Let it all out right now Expose every inch in front of them You help me to feel, see and know why all the while I've been so inquisitive I can't go back ?cause now I know How it feels to open up and breathe --- Crowded Elevator - Incubus