Lots of mixed-up things

I like it when you smile

And the way you speak

I like your stupid not-funny jokes

And the way your sweaty t-shirt stinks

I like it when you sad

And the way you're getting mad

I like it when you're stubborn

And you being everyone's pain in the ass

I like it when you dance

And your "I don't care" look

Actually I like the way tobacco smells

When you're passing through.

I like it when you seat alone

I like it when you shy

I like the way you're glowing on the stage

Even when you fuck it all up

I like you being soft

And the way you make me feel

I like it when you act like kid

Even more when you surprise me with grown-up deeds.

You are lots of mixed-up things

You're my ups, but mostly downs,

You’re plenty of uncertain thoughts,

You're a significant part of my living,

But most importantly -

You're the man I had an honor being in love with.