I could paint you a portrait. But I'd
Rather hand you this photograph.
I was only seventeen. She was my temptation
On my heart you'll spot her autograph
Decorated with Love and a lot of laughs
Sort of makes you think, if time flies,
Is this gonna last? We're living fast
Inscribed our names in the sand,
So far from cliche,
Because we were the first to do it.
So easy to wash away,
Why couldn't we see the signs?
Nobody's perfect, well, maybe you, not I.
Unless it's a huge disguise. In that
Case, I'll just use my mind, picture
you in the newest rides, sincerest eyes,
Right beside me. Now, that's motivation.