My head is spinning
My head is spinning
My head is spinning,
My stomag tickles,
Butterflies it is,
sworming arround.
You are in my head,
Spinning arround,
Eventhough its without a sound,
You fill my head,
With loving music,
The sweetest symphony,
I ever heard.
When I look into,
Those blinding eyes,
I disapear into the skies,
I´m flying arround,
in paradise, lost,
in happiness and,
your eyes
Where it comes from,
I dont understand,
But I really wish,
To take your hand,
Lead you down,
The road of joy,
Into happy thoughts,
About a boy
My head is spinning,
My stomag tickles,
Butterflies it is,
sworming arround.
You are in my head,
Spinning arround,
Eventhough its without a sound,
You fill my head,
With loving music,
The sweetest symphony,
I ever heard.
When I look into,
Those blinding eyes,
I disapear into the skies,
I´m flying arround,
in paradise, lost,
in happiness and,
your eyes
Where it comes from,
I dont understand,
But I really wish,
To take your hand,
Lead you down,
The road of joy,
Into happy thoughts,
About a boy