hair like a windmill, eyes just like dandelions. my summertime. it's just a matter of a time. and the sound of his voice still gives me butterflies. so sing me to sleep tonight. skin like a sunset, eyes just like forest fires, behind him his mind. he's a creator, he can inspire. he can redeem a heart that's been sent to exile. and the thought of that he laid beside me still gives me butterflies. so i'll hold those in my sleep tonight. so cold beneath these sheets, my body hides. and in this moment, i understand. you were the reason i empathize the meaning of beautiful. i never knew beautiful until i knew you. grace like an angel, eyes that can paralyze. i think it's time you see... you are the reason i breathe.