This fairytale you've became
Your magic and life weave this maize
Through blurred eyes is all that I know
I am stolen, rigid as white oak
That blue dress makes your skin look porcelain
Its the one I love to see you in
Oh make tonight more than the sister of day
Lets make it a place where perfect we'll stay
I must confess I feel lost in your step
But every moment for me is a moment kept
And all the butterflies I cannot conceal
You are my youth; this magic I feel
Will you not belong to me?
I do not pretend to know what our future brings
All I know is here, and now
You are the music in a seamless soul sound
