(Holy, holy, holy) Laughing on a porch swing Waiting for your mom to turn the light off in the kitchen So I can lean in and kiss you I'm sipping on an orange drink, trying to play it cool But if I never tried to get you would we ever be official? You'll be fine J, you're thinking way too hard cuz this girl, she really likes you You just gotta play your cards right You're too shy You've been silent way too long Now the moment's come and gone All the things I wish I knew (Holy, holy, holy) Met you on the South Green. First quarter for college Bachelor of communications, but we ain't communicating I got you to my dorm room. There was no one else At least from what I could tell Wish I could go back and tell myself You'll be fine J, you're thinking way too hard cuz this girl, she really likes you You just gotta play your cards right Don't go outside. She can stay right in your arms That's a false fire alarm All the things I wish I knew Saw you up on Third Street Out in California Shopping for somebody else But you saw something you kind of liked Waiter starts to pour drinks, quote the specials for us And I told you you looked gorgeous Said, you had something that's on your mind You're so shy But I never really made a move Wish you were mine But you're shopping for your husband Cuz the airline lost his luggage All this time I never knew (Holy, holy, holy)