Ever loved someone\'s daughter,
So hard that nothing else matter,
Harder than you should,
Harder than you ever thought you could,
You know you should not,
But help yourself you cannot,
Feet\'s on the peddle,
And you\'re willing to go every mile,
You just don\'t care,
Cause to you it\'s so clear,
That she\'s the one
Your number one
Her whole essence is tattooed in your heart,
A lovely piece of art,
Majestic,
Artistic.
She is every breath you draw,
So fresh, so raw.
Nothing could possibly measure how you feel,
Not even if the whole sky was to get peeled,
Gathered,
and placed on a scale.