You have a nice nose I think it would look good Pressed up against the Windows of my heart You have long hair It reminds me of a wave Blowing in the wind And right into my face You smell like vanilla On a cold Tuesday You have the same shoes As my dad but he threw them away I wanna hold your hand I wanna write our names in the sand Or carve them in a tree You might be the only one for me You have a nice face Very smooth and pristine I'd like to kiss it ever so sweet Under a tree You're like a little puppy But I'm scared of your teeth And what would happen If you sunk them into me I wanna hold your hand I wanna write our names in the sand Or carve them in a tree You might be the only one for me The only one for me I'm a small girl, I like to write songs About the boys who like to string me along But you're not a boy, you're Apollo's son You can't be matched by simply anyone Oh I wanna hold your hand Oh I wanna write our names in the sand Or carve them in a tree You might be the only one for me