Don't doubt your beauty. It's a sight that can't be miss
From head to toe, a love like woe, and a smile of such bliss
I glance at you with loving eyes to draw you closer in
With a gentle touch, not too much, a feeling this good must be a sin
The stars shine as they dance across the sky
That gentle touch makes you blush as it lands across your thigh
Leaning in inches away, looking down at you
You look back for a sec, take hold on my neck, and with soft lips are hearts flew
Making sparks fly, but we can't see as our focus is elsewhere
Numbing the world just for a moment to leave us without care.
You pull back slow, breaking us free from our own french spell
If the sky had a voice and given the choice, oh, the story it would tell.
