You are air
The wind
As you flow
So Bare
And you care
And stare
As you brush through my hair
You are my ocean blue
You look so good in blue
Boy, my boy,
As I stroke through your hair
Your eyes tell me the future
We can be vain
What can we say
We're tigers not ******* bears
You Worship me
And I Worship you too
I'm the King
But for you I'll be your Queen
And you are my forever King
My ideal dream
Best friends at heart
And lovers that finally meet.