Your hair, those eyes,
I must have been the one millionth guy.
To see you, to tell you,
of your beauty that is so true.
No lie, not a dream,
just so easy that you make it seem.
My nerves settled and I told you my name,
don’t know now if I’ll ever be the same.
In your heart and in your thoughts,
I want to have my very own spots.
Maybe I’m rushing though, let me slow down,
but I don’t feel excited unless you’re around.
Storyline of life, the one running in my mind,
I’d give my all, if you’re who I’ve tried to find.
Your hair, those eyes,
I’m now probably the one millionth guy.
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