I'm confident in the sense I'm convinced you're just brilliant.

Am I wrong or right?
Surely it's late, but the bright will always stay
because you're the moonlight.
On a scale from one to ten you could never come close to fitting in.
I've said you're everything but replaceable,
and I think that's what keeps me going.

If you can get a hold of me, cause I can't get enough of you.
We'll have a studio apartment and a day job for two.
Every minute that you're away I'll be picture that face.
Thinking "maybe, yeah, just maybe this has got what it takes."

You're like a one way ticket to where my heart's always been.
Maybe it's the sparkling eyes maybe it's just we click.

You know you've got this strong hold on me.