I don’t see the point of liquor, when I can get high on your lips
Drugs might make me sicker, but your drug makes my heart skips
I don’t see the point of people, when I put my arms around your hips
And embrace you like only you exists, like we living in an apocalypse
From the fountain of your love, I’m only getting sips
I wanna hide you, hide you like a lunar eclipse
I wanna steal you away, be it on plane, road or ships
I don’t see the point of life, if you’re beyond the reach of my fingertips
Our story is gonna be wonder, It’s gonna belong to the perfect scripts