You're a red string tied to my finger
A little love letter I carry with me
You're sunlight
Smoke rings and cigarettes
Old lines and kisses from silver screens
Oh, dear, never saw you coming
Oh, my, look what you have done
You're my favourite song
Always on the tip of my tongue
You own me with whispers like poetry
Your mouth is a melody I memorize
So sweet
I hear it go everywhere I go
Day and night
Oh, dear, never saw you coming
Oh, my, look what you have done
You're my favourite song
Always on the tip of my tongue
The tip of my tongue
Oh, dear, never saw you coming
Oh, my, look what you have done
You're my favourite song
Always on
Oh, dear, never saw you coming
Oh, my, look what you have done
You're my favourite song
Always on the tip of my tongue