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You could be many things, precious pearls or diamond rings your beauty's just a story in my head You could be an astronaut, daffodils or forget-me-nots but I hope this plot gets thicker as we go and I know you're blushing while I'm singing to you.. Arabella do you think that I could tell ya that I wanna spend a minute or a moment just to see if I'm the only one who feels you when I'm dreaming? I'd hate to be the reason that your heart breaks down tonight I hope I'm right with who I made you up to be, you could be oh so many things You could be a drama queen, or the centerfold in a magazine an artist with a sparkle in your eye You could be the chamomile that makes me sleep and makes me feel warmed up from the inside of my soul I'm cold, so I'm wishing while I'm singing to you Maybe I will never be the clever guy who lives to see a way to make it to your heart But writing songs for pretty girls who serve me fries and serve me chills it's who I have been from the start…. (Thanks to Sierra for these lyrics) From Letras Mania