“Is there a t-shirt of yours I can wear?”
She’s topless standing there
Brushing her teeth in my briefs
Her skin so fair
Anne Hathaway hair
Acing the test of time
Adele by Klimt, alive
She’s a crescent moon
Perfection crystallized
Like, how can I describe her?
Nobody quite like her
She’s a mystery
My favorite fantasy
“Come on, dance with me” she says
She leads to Heaven
Hang on for my life
Madeline
I could die
As long as you’re by my side
My, my, my, Madeline
I come alive as you arrive
Always be my Valentine
My, my, my, Madeline
Would it be wrong to call her in despair?
I’ll find out if she cares
Oh, she’s a sweetheart
Classic, always there
With words always prepared
Summer and winter
She’s divine
She’s rain or shine
She’s a comet
Comes around once in a lifetime
How can I describe her?
Nobody quite like her
She’s a mystery
My favorite fantasy
“Come on, dance with me” she says
She leads to Heaven
Hang on for my life
Madeline
I could die
As long as you’re by my side
My, my, my, Madeline
I come alive as you arrive
Always be my Valentine
My, my, my, Madeline
I look around
Right here, right now
Right where I’m supposed to be
My spirits ascend
Transcending the clock
This woman, she leads to heaven
Hang on for my life
Madeline
Be mine until the end of time
My, my, my, Madeline
I come alive as you arrive
Always be my Valentine
My, my, my, Madeline
