Left out in
the sun to dry again,
Washed up on a shore line south of Spain
Gazing up with telescopic eyes,
Planetary life above the skies
Oh my God, she’s my obsession,
my obsession (my obsession)
Here she comes, she’s a picture of perfect youth
Here she comes, lifting me up to the moon
Drifting on a boat in emerald seas,
Pulling on the strings inside of me
Tasting salt as waves dive over me,
Twisting on a rope of memories
Oh my God, she’s my obsession, my obsession
Here she comes, she’s a picture of perfect youth
Here she comes, lifting me up to the moon
Here she comes, she’s a picture of perfect youth
Here she comes
If you could only see,
That I’m sinking like a stone
The sea is getting colder,
Every second as I go
It’s like breathing underwater,
But I just can’t let you go
My obsession, she’s my obsession, my obsession
Oh my God, she’s my obsession, my obsession (my obsession)
Here she comes, she’s a picture of perfect youth
Here she comes, lifting me up to the moon
Oh my God, she’s my obsession, my obsession (my obsession)
Here she comes, she’s a picture of perfect youth
Here she comes, lifting me up to the moon
Here she comes.
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