I've thought more than once that when I die, I might quite like to have The Carpenters version of 'For All We Know' playing at the crucial moment, only to segue into the casio-tastic Nicki French rendition halfway through. I think it'd sum me up quite well.
The more I have
The more I want you
The more you smile
The more I know that I'll
Never make you sad
But I should warn you
That I just might
Never let you out of my sight
I believe in happiness
I believe in love
I believe she fell to earth
From somewhere high above
I believe in Hollywood
Don't believe that love must bring despair
'Cause when I hold her in my arms
I feel like Fred Astaire
You walk in clouds of glitter and the sun reflects your eyes
And every time the wind blows, I can smell you in the sky
Your kisses are as wicked as an F-16
And you fuck like a volcano, and you're everything to me
'Cause you're a human supernova