It is so simple
Loving, always
It feels just right
I can't explain it
I still remember how I felt the day I met her
Something 'bout her smile told me nothing could upset her
She wore the cuffed denim with a yellow striped sweater
And the way she flipped her hair I knew that no one did it better
And she knew what she was doing, she's so popular at school
Giving boys enough attention just to turn'em into fools
And I know this cause I'm sitting in my class and can't focus
I'm always thinking 'bout her so I guess that's why I wrote this
And she tells me I can pick her up and we can hit the city
But I'm worried 'cause my car has never seen someone this pretty
And we both knew it was late but then forgot it on the drive
Cause I made her laugh a lot and well it made me feel alive
And then reluctantly I take her home, and walk her up the steps
She's a little dose of heaven so I'm kind of feeling blessed
Just to grab her hand and say goodnight and look at her in awe
Feeling lucky just to know a girl without a single flaw
It is so simple
Loving, always
It feels just right
I can't explain it
So I'm back in class
Waiting for the time to pass
There's a bunch of stuff I've written down but none of it is math
It's the perfect things to say to her so after class I find her
Where I know she'll be on campus, so that I can just remind her
That her smile is so heavenly and she could not look finer
And there's nothing wrong about her when a God is her designer
'Cause I cannot stand the thought of her forgetting that she's stunning
And I'm always thinking bout it, writing songs or when I'm running
So at school I'm on piano singing, tryna serenade her
And I'm hoping when she's not so busy I can see her later
But I call a couple times and I don't seem to get an answer
And I start to get the picture, I'm a problem, she's a dancer
And she's dancing round her problems like they're getting in her way
I don't like to be annoying so I'm not about to stay
And lately every time I call her beautiful she says I'm joking
And I guess the truth is hurtful 'cause my heart's a little broken
It is so simple
Loving, always
It feels just right
I can't explain it
Ethan Young - Dose of Heaven Lyrics
Ethan Young - Dose of Heaven Lyrics
Official
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
English
It is so simple
Loving, always
It feels just right
I can't explain it
I still remember how I felt the day I met her
Something 'bout her smile told me nothing could upset her
She wore the cuffed denim with a yellow striped sweater
And the way she flipped her hair I knew that no one did it better
And she knew what she was doing, she's so popular at school
Giving boys enough attention just to turn'em into fools
And I know this cause I'm sitting in my class and can't focus
I'm always thinking 'bout her so I guess that's why I wrote this
And she tells me I can pick her up and we can hit the city
But I'm worried 'cause my car has never seen someone this pretty
And we both knew it was late but then forgot it on the drive
Cause I made her laugh a lot and well it made me feel alive
And then reluctantly I take her home, and walk her up the steps
She's a little dose of heaven so I'm kind of feeling blessed
Just to grab her hand and say goodnight and look at her in awe
Feeling lucky just to know a girl without a single flaw
It is so simple
Loving, always
It feels just right
I can't explain it
So I'm back in class
Waiting for the time to pass
There's a bunch of stuff I've written down but none of it is math
It's the perfect things to say to her so after class I find her
Where I know she'll be on campus, so that I can just remind her
That her smile is so heavenly and she could not look finer
And there's nothing wrong about her when a God is her designer
'Cause I cannot stand the thought of her forgetting that she's stunning
And I'm always thinking bout it, writing songs or when I'm running
So at school I'm on piano singing, tryna serenade her
And I'm hoping when she's not so busy I can see her later
But I call a couple times and I don't seem to get an answer
And I start to get the picture, I'm a problem, she's a dancer
And she's dancing round her problems like they're getting in her way
I don't like to be annoying so I'm not about to stay
And lately every time I call her beautiful she says I'm joking
And I guess the truth is hurtful 'cause my heart's a little broken
It is so simple
Loving, always
It feels just right
I can't explain it
Loving, always
It feels just right
I can't explain it
I still remember how I felt the day I met her
Something 'bout her smile told me nothing could upset her
She wore the cuffed denim with a yellow striped sweater
And the way she flipped her hair I knew that no one did it better
And she knew what she was doing, she's so popular at school
Giving boys enough attention just to turn'em into fools
And I know this cause I'm sitting in my class and can't focus
I'm always thinking 'bout her so I guess that's why I wrote this
And she tells me I can pick her up and we can hit the city
But I'm worried 'cause my car has never seen someone this pretty
And we both knew it was late but then forgot it on the drive
Cause I made her laugh a lot and well it made me feel alive
And then reluctantly I take her home, and walk her up the steps
She's a little dose of heaven so I'm kind of feeling blessed
Just to grab her hand and say goodnight and look at her in awe
Feeling lucky just to know a girl without a single flaw
It is so simple
Loving, always
It feels just right
I can't explain it
So I'm back in class
Waiting for the time to pass
There's a bunch of stuff I've written down but none of it is math
It's the perfect things to say to her so after class I find her
Where I know she'll be on campus, so that I can just remind her
That her smile is so heavenly and she could not look finer
And there's nothing wrong about her when a God is her designer
'Cause I cannot stand the thought of her forgetting that she's stunning
And I'm always thinking bout it, writing songs or when I'm running
So at school I'm on piano singing, tryna serenade her
And I'm hoping when she's not so busy I can see her later
But I call a couple times and I don't seem to get an answer
And I start to get the picture, I'm a problem, she's a dancer
And she's dancing round her problems like they're getting in her way
I don't like to be annoying so I'm not about to stay
And lately every time I call her beautiful she says I'm joking
And I guess the truth is hurtful 'cause my heart's a little broken
It is so simple
Loving, always
It feels just right
I can't explain it
Writer: Ethan Young
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid