Haven't you heard? I'm stuck on a verse, I'm stuck on a boy who feels me with joy. I knew I was wrong to jump straight on into this picture so pretty but he is so pretty to me.
And he doesn't know just how far I would go just to kiss him. He doesn't know how I pine.
So I make whirlpools and watch him sparkle; and we'll make love make magic.
And haven't you heard? I've fallen head first, and he loves me so we're two in a row. Just look in his eyes, they're blue as the skies, a picture so pretty but he is so pretty to me.
So I make whirlpools and watch him sparkle; and we'll make love make magic.
But I couldn't tell you just tell that it takes you 'cause words don't make what I make with him.
Haven't you heard?I'm stuck on a verse, I'm stuck on a boy who feels me with joy. I knew I was wrong to jump straight on into this picture so pretty but he is so pretty to me.
