Verse 1
Revelry was in full swing,
That girl can play a six string,
I was in a state of rapture,
Looking at her, from looking at her.
Chorus
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna make you mine,
I wanna make you mine, I wanna make you mine.
Verse 2
We'd make the cover of a magazine,
She's got enough to be a fashion queen,
Am I living in a pipe dream?
She's really got a hold on me.
She could brighten the sky,
Resembles the moonlight,
Could be seen anywhere,
Even in the darkest of night,
Her silhouette could not block the sun from me.
Chorus
I wanna, I wanna, I wanna make you mine,
I wanna make you mine, I wanna make you mine.