I see you passing by and trap you down, this feeling seems to get the best in me. With your breath on my face I start to smile, and you're about to say: "what is your name?"
But I already know your name. I know, I know, I know, your name.
Your name's the feel of wind go through my hair, your name's the clearest sky and shining stars, your name's the heart-refreshing sound of waves, your name's, to me, this moment, anyway.
And now, we don't believe what's going on, I feel so drugged by passion once more. And, with you, I'll embrace this kind of need, the need to mix with you in memories.
And I already know your name, I know, I know, I know, your name.
Your name's the feel of wind go through my hair, your name's the clearest sky and shining stars, your name's the heart-refreshing sound of waves, your name's, to me, this moment, anyway.
Your name's that song we danced on cotton clouds, your name's those happy times of making out. Your name's the horizon, the rainbow, Your name's your silhouette, my hand's road.