Oh it's sitting on the tip of my tongue as we're quietly strolling along. I've been meaning to tell you for so long now that it's got me stuck in a hold somehow. You're looking me right in the eye. We stop still and the world rushes by and as I struggle to hide it inside I find that I lack the courage to tell you. And all I can manage to say is
"You are by far my favourite. and I've been thinking it's about time that you knew. That you are by far my favourite. And I hope that I'm by far your favourite too."
You're looking at me ever so strange. I guess it's time I should really explain. You see I'm ever so glad that I met you now I'm constantly being amazed at how you make all my troubles dissolve. Every kiss leaves me wanting another and my heart hits the floor when I see you. And I feel so sure when I say that
"You are by far my favourite. And I've been thinking it's about time that you knew. That you are by far my favourite. And I hope that I'm by far your favourite too."
So will you forgive this stuttering fool? This mess of a girl? Oh, please don't be cruel.
'Cause you are by far my favourite. And I've been thinking it's about time that you knew. That you are by far my favourite. And I hope that I'm by far your favourite too.