What makes something you can't have always look so good Why'd do 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 mine. Why 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 I guess it's just because you can't be mine. What makes me always want a woman I can't have Why the someone else's silver always shine My patience rises every time you come around And I guess it's just because you can't be mine. Why 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 I guess it's just because you can't be mine...