when a pretty girl gives me attention

There is nothing like the rush of mind
My electric skin
My fingers on my lips
My longing eyes
Rotating around this restless world
In breathtaking pace
Enamored
On this Christmas Eve’s eve
When a pretty girl gives me attention

There is nothing worth living for
No amount of restaurants
No amount of indulgence
No amount of solitary leisure
Until I enter those moments that matter
Those moments where I feel alive
Where I exit the ugly world I inhabit
And enter the world of something beautiful
When I pretty girl gives me attention

Even if I know it is for naught
Even if I know my life will return to plainness
I know that
At least for this very moment
I have captured the attention
Of a pretty girl
And became the object of beauty
Something worth seeing
When a pretty girl gives me attention