Before i met her, I was dark and shallow.
I looked forward to the end of me.
An addict looking for anyone who cared.
Desperate to find something to hold on to.
Looking for anyone to love.
The moment I saw I regained hope.
I got clean, started doing myself right.
I became the person i wanted to be.
She make my heart race with every text.
I'm stuck on every word.
Smile of a goddes, eyes of an angel, and a voice that makes anyone fall for her.
Now that she is in my life, I can;t stop singing.
She is my kind of music.
That tune I can't stop humming, always in my head.
Running through every line, playing every chord, hitting each bass line, keeps me in dreams.
Dreaming of the perfect concert where the world know what a great song she has inside.
I just wish she could hear her own song.
Only if she could see, she is my kind of music.
