My light white paradise

I see you on the street
I see you everyday.
Oh, you're the boy of my dreams.
I think about your pale skin,
oh please, let me touch it;
I think about your baby face
oh, let me lick it.
And what about your chickbones?
They're just my paradise
and if there's a better place then paradise
It would be between your arms
feeling on my head
the shape of your ribs,
the thinness of your chest.

Oh yesterday, you seemed so frightened
you bited your thumb
staring at the world around you.
You never look me in the eyes.
Oh, you're so weird
and I want to know what is your name
and I want to know what's in your mind.
In this black black city,
you're my light white paradise.
You're the reason to get up in the morning
you're my only reason to say
"I don't want to go away".
I don't care if you're so young.
You look like an angel
and angels don't look old.
Angels have your eyes
and your lips
and your chin
and your nose.
My dear if I could
I would go to you and hold you
'cause beauties deserve to be loved
and if you'll ever feel alone
you'll know that someone in the world
is holding her pillow thinking about you.

Oh I say
I don't care if you're so young
you're just like an angel
and angels don't look old.
Angels have your eyes
and your lips
and your chin
and your nose
and your skin.