It's a house warming party with cold, cold rooms And I wander, I wander the hallways looking for my shoes I remember your tongue, in my mouth So I could not speak the truth although the words Wanted out, my tongue was tied to you Whoa, we're going down, with my mouth on your neck and our heads in the clouds Sugar, sugar, sugar, we are a honeycomb love affair It's true our love was simple So when they try to complicate it, who cares? It's none of their beeswax, try to get back To the way we felt before it was like that, when hope was a memory soon it's an army of doves That I got flying at my back for love Whoa, we're going down with my mouth on your neck and our heads in the clouds Whoa, as your faith fades out, you should know Hope is still on the prowl Hope is still on the prowl It's a pool, a pool party, with chlorine in my nose and we find We find each other's bodies while we're losing all our clothes Try to get back, to the love that We knew was always there before combat but there ain't no sides, see? Cause hope is enough, it's enough We'll keep our heads above the water for love Whoa, we're going down with my mouth on your neck and our heads in the clouds Whoa, as your faith fades out, you should know Hope is still on the prowl Hope is still on the prowlTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
