Shouldn't you be sitting on top of the tree, Angel?
If I gave you my shoe, would you step into my life?
I must be using Apple maps, because I keep getting lost in your eyes.
The last time I saw you, I was dreaming.
My lips are registered weapons. Can I invade your personal space?
Are you made of Flourine, Iodine and Neon! Cause You're F-I-Ne.
I'll put a tear drop in the ocean. When you find it is when I'll stop loving you.
(Guy holding out hand): Would you mind holding on to this for me while I take a walk?
Your eyes are blue, like the ocean. And baby, I’m lost at sea.
Are you a 30 degree angle? Because you're acute-y.