I should ink my skin
With your name
And take my passport out again
And just replace it

See I could do without a tan
On my left hand, where my fourth finger meets my knuckle
And I should run you a hot bath
And fill it up with bubbles

Cos maybe you're loveable
And maybe you're my snowflake
And your eyes turn from green to gray and in the winter i'll
Hold you in a cold place
And you should never cut your hair
Cos I love the way you flick it off your shoulder mmm

And you will never know just how beautiful you are to me
But maybe I\'m just in love when you wake me up