It's been so long that it seems Like I've never been to the San Juans Can we go soon? Girl slow down Girl slow down with me
If we leave now we can catch the last boat out And that's the best one on this clear night Under pin pricked lights
The wind on the boat's deck is a cold hand on her neck We're slipping into our cold bed
It's been so long that it seems That I've never danced with anyone Shes moves so She moves so well
If we go outside we can take in a haze of Roche Harbor light Drink a bottle of red wine Forgetting to tell time Just sit stilll We've moved enough
The wind on the boat's deck is a cold hand on her neck We're slipping into our cold bedsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
