Everytime that I come near her I just lose my nerve as I've done from the start. Every little thing she does is magic, everything she does just turns me on even though my life before was tragic, now I know my love for her goes on. Do I have to tell the story of a thousand rainy days since we first me, it's a big enough umbrella, but it's always me that ends up getting wet.
I resolved to call her up a thousand times a day and ask her if she'll marry me in some old fashioned way, but my silent fears have gripped me. Long before I reach the phone, long before my tongue has tripped me, must I always be alone?
Every little thing she does is magic, everything she does just turns me on, even though my life before was tragic know I know my love for her goes on.