She's blood, flesh, and bone. No tucks or silicone
She's touch, smell, sight, taste and sound.
But somehow I can't believe that anything should happen
I know where I belong and nothing's gonna happen
Cause, She's so high, high above me. She's so lovely
She's so high, like Cleopatra, Joan of Ark or Aphrodite
She's so high, high above me
First class and fancy free, she's high society
She's got the best of everything
What could a guy like me ever really offer?
She's perfect as she can be, why should I even bother, a-hah…
She comes to speak to me, I freeze immediately
Cause what she says sounds so unreal
Cause somehow I can't believe that anything should happen
I know where I belong and nothings gonna happen