It's the way she fills my senses 
It's the perfume that she wears 
I feel I'm losing my defences 
to the colour of your hair 

And every little piece of her is right 
Just thinking about her takes me through the night 

* Everytime we meet the picture [bad word] 
Everytime we touch the feeling is too much 
She's all I ever need to fall in love again 
I knew it from the very start 
She's the puzzle of my heart 

It's the way she's always smiling 
That makes people think she never cries 
Feel like I'm losing my defences 
to the colour of her eyes 

And every little piece of her is right 

Back to * 

Like a miracle should meant to be 
She became the light inside of me 
Like a feeling like a memory from long ago 

Back to *