I want to make you smile as you make me. I wish you saw my thoughts right through my eyes. You ask me what I'm thinking, I can tell you, you are the stars, and I the empty skies. In me there is a yearning ever flowing that needs to reach an end that never comes. I cannot be myself without you with me, this is a truth no wisdom ever plumbs. You laugh and say that I'm your personal angel and this is what I want so much to be. Beauty of my life is like a passion that blows right through the person that you see. I want to make you smile as you make me. I wish you saw my thoughts right through my eyes. You ask me what I'm thinking, I can tell you, you are the stars, and I the empty skies. In me there is a yearning ever flowing that needs to reach an end that never comes. I cannot be myself without you with me, this is a truth no wisdom ever plumbs. You laugh and say that I'm your personal angel and this is what I want so much to be. Beauty of my life is like a passion that blows right through the person that you see. Nie ma że sorry, nie ma że boli, gdy zwykle miłość wymyka się nam spod kontroli. Czekałem ciebie tyle czasu, bo aż kilka ładnych lat, to jak dla mnie czasu szmat, czasu szmat. I nagle zjawiasz się ty, właśnie ty jak grom z jasnego nieba, od dzisiaj nic mi więcej nie potrzeba. Ach, jaka piękna wakacyjna miłość w Nowym Jorku City, trafiłem ciebie, beybe i fajne bity… You laugh and say that I'm your personal angel and this is what I want so much to be. Beauty of my life is like a passion that blows right through the person that you see. You laugh and say that I'm your personal angel and this is what I want so much to be. Beauty of my life is like a passion that blows right through the person that you see.