| 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
 | 
| 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 problem you easily solve
 | 
| 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
 | 
| 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
 | 
| And I hope that I’m by far your favourite too
 | 
| And I hope that I’m by far your favourite too |