You're a red string tied to my finger A little love letter I carry with me You're sunlight Smoke rings and cigarettes Old lines and kisses from silver screens Oh, dear, never saw you coming Oh, my, look what you have done You're my favourite song Always on the tip of my tongue You own me with whispers like poetry Your mouth is a melody I memorize So sweet I hear it go everywhere I go Day and night Oh, dear, never saw you coming Oh, my, look what you have done You're my favourite song Always on the tip of my tongue The tip of my tongue Oh, dear, never saw you coming Oh, my, look what you have done You're my favourite song Always on Oh, dear, never saw you coming Oh, my, look what you have done You're my favourite song Always on the tip of my tongue