she likes the way i look at her
she likes the words i say
she likes the way i touch her hair
she likes the way i kiss her at the end of the day
she likes the way i hold her hand
she likes the way i smile
she likes the way i paint the world
she likes the way i play
and i know i can't get up from here
and i know i can't breathe now
i know i can't walk on from here
but i'm glad to have you there
she likes the way i talk to her
she likes the way my friends know
she likes the way i sleep at night
she likes the way i take her home