You are truly a masterpiece Your gentle eyes, I would love to stare An idiomatic smile, I wish I could tame Your blissful presence to spill me over
You're a feeling of right in a world of wrongs A speck of yellow in the crowded blue A philosophy that could reign million perceptions Im so fond of you 'cause you're so pure
You've touched my heart, a countless times But I can't touch yours and I'm dying to I know this is a selfish loving devotion It's against all logic existed
It's a secret of mine that has good intentions But still, the forbidden one Now, the hope is gone and full of desperation You are the beauty of art I can't possess
There are things that can make us happy but not all things are free to bring happiness.