" It's the strangest thing of all
Just how quickly you can fall
When you get on the love train
And as the feeling grows ever deep
You know you're hers to keep
Even if or when she drives you insane
And she makes you feel complete as man, as lover, and as idiot too
She may not be perfect, but then again neither are you
It's the strangest thing of all
How a gesture, big or small
Can make or break the whole world
And as you try to understand
Why she wants you as her man
Your mind gets all twisted and twirled
And she makes you feel all wicked and vile, while smooth as silk too
And she may not be perfect, but a million times neither are you
It's the strangest thing of all
How she can stand all of your flaws
Or indeed you hers
And even though it would be easier to leave
Don't ever be so naïve, for I believe, all the love that you receive
Make you achieve greater things than you can perceive "
- Makke