we enter the ballroom as it feels like walking down the aisle
you take my hand and we intertwine
"dear, you look like a blooming flower"
once again, you make me high to the mars
let's create an unforgettable memory tonight
i can feel how dreamy you are, my love
the moon is dead, you are the spotlight
and i will make sure every inch of you is loved
my oh my, your skin is made of glitter
are you, by any chance, an angel?
don't feel insulted, darling, i might make you my god
so kiss me and don't ever let go
because tonight we are living in outer space
no one can stop me from this endless love