Tal Bachman
She's so high
 

She's fly, flesh and bone
No talks of silicone
She's touch, smell, sight, taste and sound
But somehow I can't believe that anything should happen
I know where i belong and nothing's gonna happen, yeah

Cause she's so high
High above me, she's so lovely
She's so high
Like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite
She's so high
High above me

First class, fancy free, she's high society
She's got the best of everything
What could a guy like me, ever really offer?
She's perfect as she can be, why should I even bother

She comes to speak to me
I freeze immediately
Cause what she says sounds so unreal
Cause somehow I can't believe that anything should happen
I know where i belong, and nothings gonna happen.

She's so high
High above me