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