Lyrics: Isabella Rodriquez/Burke Battelle
Music: Emir Timur Tokdemir/Joakim Berg
He doesn’t know another like her
The other girls are not look like her
Take a look inside her
Yo te conecté, yo te conecté
He sees himself in her sunglasses
Her lashes brush against the plastic
She passed them one, two, three times
Waiting for the sunshine
Tell me your heartbeat’s just for me
Show me the things only you see
Sharp at the edges, cut so deep
And it falls but it doesn’t hurt at all
Cause she’s a director
She’s a director, she’s a director
A winner in love
She’s a director, she’s a director
I’m gonna star at cinema
My ideas for you to steal
So what’s the deal?
Do you even know how it feels to be so free?
My ideas for you to steal
Tell me your heartbeat just for me
Show me the things only you see
Shot by the edges cut so deep
And he falls but it doesn’t hurt at all
Cause she’s a director, she’s a director
She’s a director, a winner in love
She’s a director, she’s a director
I’m gonna star at cinema
Tell me your heart beats just for me
Show me the things only you see
Shot by the edges, cut so deep
And it falls but it doesn’t hurt at all
She’s a director
She’s a director
She’s a director
A winner in love
She’s a director
She’s a director
I’m gonna star at cinema