The rush we had at 3am, that we shared.
The messy me and I still hope for a chance to be noticed by you.

Opening my veins, so I can let you see the inner me.
And touch that side of me.
That my blood actually running fast towards you.
And you see I gasp for air and all.

Gosh, you're that special to me.
I swear no one else got me feeling that lucky and lush