I was walking down the street the other day Trying to distract myself Then I see your face Ooh, you got someone else Trying to play it coy Trying to make it disappear But just like the battle of Troy Theres nothing subtle here In my room theres a king size space Bigger than it used to be If you want you can rent that place Call me an amenity Even if its in my dreams I see how your attention builds Its like looking in a mirror Your touch like a happy pill But still all we do is fear What could possibly happen next Can we focus on the love Paint my kiss across your chest Be the art, Ill be the brush