Standing Next To Me

When she's standing next to me, it feels like this is destiny... Something thats just meant to be, so how could i not let it be... She's in my mind I set her free, the oxygen that lets me breathe... My alphabet from A to Z, so what im sayings basically... she took control, she's making me, fall deeper but so gracefully... Its like this girl was made for me, if she had my view I'd make her see... Her beauty, smarts, and bravery, so easily shes taking me... Her body's art, painting me, shes sweet just like a bakery..