Caution: Please keep your distance. I might fall...for you.
I want to rosin your bow.
You are the Apple of my i-Mac.
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.
Baby, lets be like a 2nd order system with a zeta of zero. None decaying "oscillations" all night long.
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.