Whoa you say
This is what I want
We're what we embrace
But they're just statues
They're just statues
False hopes you tried
Can't really admit
You want to be right
So You trade to be blind
I am of earth and heaven
Of the dirt and of sky
The most of life when combined
Kisses that spark a start
With effortless grace
I'll never leave you the same
Never the same
Not gold in pockets
Or that found in markets
But curves in my cheeks
And awe when I speak
And awe when I speak
And awe when I speak
A rare find
And a brilliant mind
I don't mind
Ruining you
In the best way