DESCRIPTION:
A song about my beautiful girlfriend. Update, fiancé.
Thanks Nujabes, RIP. Check the idioms.

I'm staying up until eleventh hours
Thinking cuz you are the power
That illuminates the parts of me that have never flowered
Cuz this love is once in a blue moon
I thought this never happens, but it's happening so soon
I was that dark horse to never really win again
You filled me with that spirit, and so I'm knowing you're my medicine
You're the icing on the cake of my life
A feast with all the trimmings so I'm awfully alright
I can't define, or picture perfection
But you're the spitting image when it comes to what's in a blessing
Even still this stuff can get testing
So I'm armed to the teeth with an arsenal of weapons
And I
Must've hit this streak of golden luck
Been asleep, woke me up
Broken heart you just sewed it up
I guess you've got the Midas touch, provided love
Now turn you and I into only US
Honestly this is like drawing blood from stones
And I'm searching for the perfect place that we can call our home
So I won't let this get lost in translation
A heartfelt message that I'm hoping gets lodged in your essence.