Because you can't be mine

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 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 does someone else's silver always shine
My passion rises every time you come around
And I guess it's just because you can't be mine