It's the way she feels my senses.
It's the perfume that she wears.
I feel I'm losing my defences
to the color of her hair.
And every little piece of her is right.
Just thinking about her takes me through the night.
CHORUS:
Every time we meet,
the picture is complete.
Every time we touch,
the feeling is too much.
She's all I ever need
to fall in love again.
I knew it from the very start, oh,
she's the puzzle of my heart.
Oh,oh.
It's the way she's always smiling
that makes me think she never cries, she never cries.
Feel like I'm losing my defences
to the color of her eyes.
And every little piece of her is right.
CHORUS
Like a miracle she's meant to be.
She became the light inside of me.
I can feel her like a memory, from long ago.
Every time we meet,
the picture is complete.
Every time we touch,
the feeling is too much.
CHORUS
