We walk on the beach,
I hold your hands,
You´re within my reach,
And you´ll never leave again- the Netherlands.
I feel safe with you so near,
I wonder if I will love you -this- dear.
I have no idea who you are, and what you pretend to be.
Is this situing even realistic for you and me?
I guess ´I like you.´ Is the keyword- sentence,
I think we need A little maitenance,
I believe, I think you are so cute.
It´s better not to be after you, more than A normal girl should.
In my heart, I wish to know
Who that heroistic man is, behind the sunglasses show.
I think I´m slightly obsessed by you-
Can you be… to me finally true?