The clothes that you wear

The color of your hair

The music that you share

I guess that I like you

And the way you pronounce an“S" is
Like the feeling I have next to you is

Beautiful

You are beautiful

I'd like to spend the night with you
We'd crunch your cereal and choose

To bench press through the early hours

You are the puddle of mud in the pig sty of my life
And I hope that you know
What I'm trying to say to you

I guess that I love you

I have told you these things
So that you would not abandon your faith

Your faith

Let's write a song together

About this other world that you speak of

Cause I'd like to go there with you

I'd like to spend the day with you
We'd harmonize with indie tunes

And cut the collars from our shirts

You are the puddle of mud in the pig sty of my life
And I hope that you know
What I'm trying to say to you

I guess that I love you

And I am coming home

And I'd fly across the world

And I am coming home

And I'd fly across the world

And I have told you these things
So that you would not abandon your faith