Bits of you, brushing off
On my smile, on my scars
Best friends for some time
Now its like you read my mind
Can’t really find right words
To explain it
But honey look at this movie
That we’re making
Baby you
You’ve got that thing makes me
I’ve got to give you praising cuz boo
There ain’t no better man
Lately you
You’ve got that thing makes me
I’ve got to give you praising cuz boo
There ain’t no better man
We will go on our ways
Feeling sad, fighting days
When we’re driving in the car
Cinematic moments start
Sweet talking and
Our bad days are fading
Sun and rain
Reminds you things are changing
Baby you
You’ve got that thing makes me
I’ve got to give you praising cuz boo
There ain’t no better man
Baby you
You’ve got that thing makes me
I’ve got to give you praising cuz boo
There ain’t no better man