You have a nice nose
I think it would look good
Pressed up against the
Windows of my heart
You have long hair
It reminds me of a wave
Blowing in the wind
And right into my face
You smell like vanilla
On a cold Tuesday
You have the same shoes
As my dad but he threw them away
I wanna hold your hand
I wanna write our names in the sand
Or carve them in a tree
You might be the only one for me
You have a nice face
Very smooth and pristine
I'd like to kiss it ever so sweet
Under a tree
You're like a little puppy
But I'm scared of your teeth
And what would happen
If you sunk them into me
I wanna hold your hand
I wanna write our names in the sand
Or carve them in a tree
You might be the only one for me
The only one for me
I'm a small girl, I like to write songs
About the boys who like to string me along
But you're not a boy, you're Apollo's son
You can't be matched by simply anyone
Oh I wanna hold your hand
Oh I wanna write our names in the sand
Or carve them in a tree
You might be the only one for me
Grace Givertz - Apollo's Son Lyrics
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You have a nice nose
I think it would look good
Pressed up against the
Windows of my heart
You have long hair
It reminds me of a wave
Blowing in the wind
And right into my face
You smell like vanilla
On a cold Tuesday
You have the same shoes
As my dad but he threw them away
I wanna hold your hand
I wanna write our names in the sand
Or carve them in a tree
You might be the only one for me
You have a nice face
Very smooth and pristine
I'd like to kiss it ever so sweet
Under a tree
You're like a little puppy
But I'm scared of your teeth
And what would happen
If you sunk them into me
I wanna hold your hand
I wanna write our names in the sand
Or carve them in a tree
You might be the only one for me
The only one for me
I'm a small girl, I like to write songs
About the boys who like to string me along
But you're not a boy, you're Apollo's son
You can't be matched by simply anyone
Oh I wanna hold your hand
Oh I wanna write our names in the sand
Or carve them in a tree
You might be the only one for me
I think it would look good
Pressed up against the
Windows of my heart
You have long hair
It reminds me of a wave
Blowing in the wind
And right into my face
You smell like vanilla
On a cold Tuesday
You have the same shoes
As my dad but he threw them away
I wanna hold your hand
I wanna write our names in the sand
Or carve them in a tree
You might be the only one for me
You have a nice face
Very smooth and pristine
I'd like to kiss it ever so sweet
Under a tree
You're like a little puppy
But I'm scared of your teeth
And what would happen
If you sunk them into me
I wanna hold your hand
I wanna write our names in the sand
Or carve them in a tree
You might be the only one for me
The only one for me
I'm a small girl, I like to write songs
About the boys who like to string me along
But you're not a boy, you're Apollo's son
You can't be matched by simply anyone
Oh I wanna hold your hand
Oh I wanna write our names in the sand
Or carve them in a tree
You might be the only one for me
Writer: Grace Givertz
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