Having you so close, looking at you straight on
I'd lick my fingers, babe, after touching you
You are the poem García Márquez never wrote
If they mention perfection, I only think of your first and last name
For me there's nothing f*cking better than what your legs have hidden
Twenty hours on a plane just to meet with you
To see you, my favorite place
My eyes have lit up since I saw you
You so elegant and so simple
She wears no makeup and looks f*cking hot like that
Even the blindest man would fall for you, you
Me here thinking about you all day
But you don't have eyes for me, for me
To me you're the dream I still haven't achieved
The Ferrari that hasn't rolled out yet
I gathered seven spheres and asked the sky
To bring me together with you tonight
And do it to you like never before, like nobody else
Nothing exists that could change you
I want to give you everything, but to you I'm like the air
Invisible, you're a goddess, winning you over is impossible
Wanting you and not having you hurts so bad
There are seven incredible wonders in the world, but
My eyes have lit up since I saw you
You so elegant and so simple
She wears no makeup and looks f*cking hot like that
Even the blindest man would fall for you, you
Me here thinking about you all day
But you don't have eyes for me, for me