Lletres: April Smith. The Bells.

I heard the bells in my head
the second i saw you
and against my better judgment
i began to adore you
and i haven?t stopped since
and i?m gonna make you know it

i?m gonna knock til i get in
and i?m on you like a tattoo
just like the ink on your skin
i?ll work my way in
and write my name all over your heart
because you are mine
and you?ll wear my mark

don?t you see the way your hand fits so perfectly with mine
we were made to stand together by some great unknown design
for now and all of time you will be mine

i heard the bells in my head
the minute i met you
and in my best interest
i tried to ignore you i tried to forget you
but you just won?t let it be
so i?m stuck with you
and you?re stuck with me

don?t you see the way your hand fits so perfectly with mine
we were made to stand together by some great unknown design
for now and all of time you will be mine

and when the rains come
i will be the shelter you hide under
it?s no wonder we were made for one another

you?re the reason
i persist in my existence
i insist i?m the miss you?ve been missing mister

i heard the bells in my head
the second i saw you
and against my better judgment
i began to adore you
and i haven?t stopped since
and i?m gonna make you know it

i?m gonna knock til i get in
and i?m on you like a tattoo
just like the ink on your skin
i?ll work my way in
and write my name all over your heart
don?t you see the way your hand fits so perfectly with mine
we were made to stand together by some great unknown design
for now and all of time you will be mine