I'm burning some trees and walking well on the seas i wanna see her
She's destined to please, not minding kissing my lips i wanna see her
Born with more than just a mind i know that she's my kind of girl
The grace and defeat, the love and hate they do meet in her
Her eyes are divine, her blood does taste like old wine.drink her
Born with more than just a mind i know that she's my kind of girl