I sit in my room with a dictionary
Trying to write rhythmic poetry
Add it to the letter I'll hand to you
I'll use neat writing to impress you too
As I stare into your brown eyes
It takes away my pride and lies
In your presence trying to keep it true
In hopes I don't look like a fool
My heart beats to the rhythm of our talk
The smell of your perfume makes me think of you a lot
The sight of your eyes makes it hard to say goodbye
My hard beats to the rhythm of our talk
Don't leave yet let me walk you home
It's too dark for you to walk alone
I know you can look after yourself
I think you'd be better with someone else
Standing by your side
Late at night
Your strength revealed by the moonlight
You gave me a hug, looked into my eyes
Then said no you'll be alright
My heart beats to the rhythm of our talk
The smell of your perfume makes me think of you a lot
The sight of your eyes makes it hard to say goodbye
My hard beats to the rhythm of our talk
At the moment I can't get you nice things
But for you I'll do nice things
Like tie your shoes when your shoes untied
Lend you a lighter when your days aren't bright
I'll stand by your side when the scene ain't right
Give you my jacket when the wind is chilly
When you're near me
I'll hold your hand
My heart beats to the rhythm of our talk
The smell of your perfume makes me think of you a lot
The sight of your eyes makes it hard to say goodbye
My hard beats to the rhythm of our talk
Pretty girl with the pretty eyes
Say white lies keep me hypnotized
Extraordinary, remarkable, she is simple phenomenal
(Pretty girl say white lies, extraordinary, phenomenal)