Your body is 'ultra vires', it's beyond my power to control myself around you.
You light up my world like a piccolo lights up the sharp side of a tuner.
No, that's not an iPod mini in my pocket. I'm just happy to see you.
If I move my lips half the distance to yours...and then half again..and again...etc. Would they ever meet? No? Well in this specific case I am going to disprove your assumption.
Is your dad an astronaut? Because someone must have put two stars in your eyes!
Do you believe in love at first set, or should we run it again?
Holding you makes me excited and nervous, kind of like holding a new horn.
I don't know how many times you've thrown me off-beat by marching next to me.
Baby, you're the invariant of the algorithm of my heart.
Slow doesn't have to mean soft.