Whenever I wake up, he makes a point of saying
How beautiful I am and that I can sing
While he admires, I start brewing the tea
Sweet chamomile, he likes to watch me
I'm a hostage to your mind
You got addicted to me
I turn off the light and see the glow from above
I open the window and see a starry sky
On the bedroom wall, the reflection of your curves
I even thought of making a picture frame
Yeah, there are flowers in my kitchen
Your voice is a star, it guides me
I spend so much time admiring, smile
And even if the world stops
And forever turned into whatever we want
I'm a hostage to your mind
You got addicted to me
You got addicted to me