She never played guitar, but if she did then I assume that she would be a star
She never learnt to sing, but if she did, oh all the people that she would bring in
Perhaps the King of Spain would say it's such a shame that she might never sing again
I know she's never tried to change the night time sky, but if she could I wouldn't be surprised
She rules my world; I've found myself thinking I can't have any more than I have now
And as for losing things, loss will always be sore but you can always get some more
And as for losing me, well I'll always be yours; can you spare me a bottom drawer
And she's painted all over my skin, because I love her; above her there's no one more beautiful
And I know that she will let me in because she cares about me
She holds a single card, and it's a two of hearts
When she plays it she's going to leave marks all over me
I hope she sees just exactly what that means
And as for all our words, well some time tells the truth and we know how time passing works
And so we may move fast; our faith is in futures, not features of what has passed
And she's painted all over my skin, because I love her; above her there's no one more beautiful
And I know that she will let me in because she cares about me