The night is young
but I do not wish to stay home.
I think of you
and the streets I decide to roam.
So I decide to walk on the pavement
to stopover and touch your skin.
And we could lay in your bed
where everything begins.
I watch you all starry eyed
and cozy in your arms.
You all cute and funny
with your dark brown eyes that charm.
Time is not enough.
and everything seems to fly so fast.
So you start being ridiculously weird,
I want this moment to last.
Cause my dear
you are adorable and I can't get enough of you.
And when you sleep
that is one sweet view.
Yes, we might be young
the world is waiting for us.
But the thing is
we're in love.