A Short Song About Love Lyrics

Am I allowed, to look at her like that?
Could it be wrong, when she's just so nice to look at?

She smells like lemongrass and sleep
She tastes like apple juice and peach
You would find her, in a Polaroid picture
And she, means everything to me

I'd never tell
No, I'd never say a word
And oh it aches
Buy it feels oddly good to hurt

She smells like lemongrass and sleep
She tastes like apple juice and peach
You would find her in a Polaroid picture
And she, means everything to me

And I'll be okay admiring from afar
Cause even when she's next to me
We could not be more far apart
Cause she tastes like birthday cake and story time and fall
But to her, I taste of nothing at all

'Cause she smells like lemongrass and sleep
She tastes like apple juice and peach
You would find her in a Polaroid picture
And she means everything to me

Yes, she
Means everything to me
She-e-e means everything to... me