All the stars may shine bright

All the clouds may be why

But when you smile woa how I feel so good

That I can hardly wait to hold you

Enfold you, never enough render your heart to me

All mine

All you have to be

From my cloud, number nine, dangerous stars

That stock incline and such sad regrets

Oh as these scary skies

As they swiftly fold, make no mistakes

You shine to scape, tender and tight

There's nowhere to hide from me

All mine

All you have to be

So don't resist

We shall excist

Untill the day

Untill the day I die

All mine

All you have to be

All mine

Yes, you have to be

Woa you have to be

All mine