Picture of perfect youth

by Feeder

Left out in the sun to dry again
Washed up on a shore line south of Spain
Gazing up with telescopic eyes
Planetary life above the skies

Oh my God, she's my obsession
my obsession (my obsession)

Here she comes, she's a picture of perfect youth
Here she comes, lifting me up to the moon

Drifting on a boat in emerald seas
Pulling on the strings inside of me
Tasting salt as waves dive over me
Twisting on a rope of memories

Oh my God, she's my obsession,
my obsession

Here she comes, she's a picture of perfect youth
Here she comes, lifting me up to the moon
Here she comes, she's a picture of perfect youth
Here she comes

If you could only see
That I'm sinking like a stone
The sea is getting colder
Every second as I go
It's like breathing underwater
But I just can't let you go

My obsession, she's my obsession, my obsession
Oh my God, she's my obsession, my obsession (my obsession)

Here she comes, she's a picture of perfect youth
Here she comes, lifting me up to the moon

Oh my God, she's my obsession, my obsession (my obsession)

Here she comes, she's a picture of perfect youth
Here she comes, lifting me up to the moon
Here she comes