Oh it's sitting on the tip of my tongue

as we're quietly strolling along.

I've been meaning to tell you for so long now

that it's got me stuck in a hold somehow.

You're looking me right in the eye.

We stop still and the world rushes by

and as I struggle to hide it inside I find that

I lack the courage to tell you.

And all I can manage to say is

"You are by far my favourite.

and I've been thinking it's about time that you knew.

That you are by far my favourite.

And I hope that I'm by far your favourite too."

You're looking at me ever so strange.

I guess it's time I should really explain.

You see I'm ever so glad that I met you now

I'm constantly being amazed at how you

make all my troubles dissolve.

Every kiss leaves me wanting another and my

heart hits the floor when I see you.

And I feel so sure when I say that

"You are by far my favourite.

And I've been thinking it's about time that you knew.

That you are by far my favourite.

And I hope that I'm by far your favourite too."

So will you forgive this stuttering fool?

This mess of a girl? Oh, please don't be cruel.

'Cause you are by far my favourite.

And I've been thinking it's about time that you knew.

That you are by far my favourite.

And I hope that I'm by far your favourite too.