I would cross seas to feel your breath,
to hear your heart beat next to me.
I would be the one to tell you stories;

of how these flowers grew from weeds.

Chorus:


You are more than I could ever dream of,
you are my good luck.

You are more that I could ever wish for,
you are the cherry on top.


I would write you a thousand songs,
if it would show you everything you are.
I would be the one to tell you stories;

of how these vines are growing leaves.