It still seems a little weird -
to love the same face for whole two years.
And sometimes it feels this way -
it feels like I only met you yesterday.
And you get amused by the simplest things -
like a flower or a new kind of a drink.
And I'm boring, but you're not,
it must be true that the opposites attract.
So two years ago we were sitting in the sand
and as I found later I couldn't control my hands ('cause I was drunk).
And sometimes it feels this way -
like it all happened just yesterday.
And I get offended by the silliest things -
like if you can't meet me, makes me an automatic victim.
And you're so pretty, but I'm not,
it must be true that the opposites attract.
And two years ago we didn't know
what would happen after two years.
But now I love you and you love me
We're not that different, aren't we?
