You touch my lips with your fingertip,
and look deep in my eyes.
You see my desire that I want to be kissed;
To be held and kiss only by you.
Why do you love me? I really have no clue.
I know I'm cute, sweet, friendly and funny,
But is that really a reason to call me sweetie, baby or honey?
You caress my face and move your hand through my hair.
What a way of affection to show that you care.
How can I express my love to you?
Cause my love for you I will start to brew.
And look deep in your eyes,
Where I see the desire that you want to be kissed.