What makes something you can't have always look so good?Why does something out of reach seem so fine?What makes you thrill me more than any girl I know?I guess it's just because you can't be mineWhy can't I be contented with what belongs to meAnd be satisfied with what I have?And what's already mine?What makes a stolen moment such a precious thing?I guess it's just because you can't be mineWhat makes me always want a woman I can't have?Why does someone else's silver always shine?My passion rises every time you comeMy passion rises every time you comeAnd I guess it's just because you can't be mineWhy can't I be contented with what belongs to me?And be satisfied with what's already mine?What makes a stolen moment such a precious thing?What makes a stolen moment such a precious thing?I guess it's just because you can't be mine