Hey.
Hey you.
The good looking one, that I adore.
The one that makes my heart pound
like war drums raising passions.
The one that lifts my heart
like a balloon over the fields.
Yes you, my dear.
You.
I love you.
Hey.
Hey you.
The good looking one, that I adore.
The one that makes my heart pound
like war drums raising passions.
The one that lifts my heart
like a balloon over the fields.
Yes you, my dear.
You.
I love you.