Am I allowed

To look at her like that?

Could it be wrong

When she's just so nice to look at?

She smells like lemongrass and sleep

She tastes like apple juice and peach

You would find her in a Polaroid picture

And she means everything to me

Oh

I'd never tell

No, I'd never say a word

And oh, it aches

But it feels oddly good to hurt

She smells like lemongrass and sleep

She tastes like apple juice and peach

You would find her in a Polaroid picture

And she means everything to me

Oh

(Oh, oh)

Oh

Oh

(Oh, oh)

Oh

And I'll be okay

Admiring from afar

'Cause even when she's next to me

We could not be more far apart

'Cause she tastes like birthday cake

and storytime and fall

But to her

I taste of nothing at all

'Cause she smells like lemongrass and sleep

She tastes like apple juice and peach

You would find her in a Polaroid picture

And she means everything to me

Yes, she means everything to me

She means everything to me