Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic

I resolve to call her up a thousand times a day
And ask her if she’ll marry me in some old fashioned way
But my silent fears have gripped me
Long before I reach the phone
Long before my tongue has tripped me
Must I always be alone?

Every little thing she does is magic
Everything she do just turns me on
Even though my life before was tragic
Now I know my love for her goes on

YOU MAKE ME WANNA BE A BETTER PERSON... THANKS FOR BEING MYSELF