They say everyone you touch turns to gold They say we're too young I think we're too old Ugly as sin, pale, and thin They've been wrong before
They say you're a frog prince swollen with pride Always a bridesmaid, never a bride Getting confused in Santa Cruz Living in a dream
Touching across the room like lovers from the moon Dancing all night to the tune of lovers from the moon
I'm not afraid to walk hand in hand I think we were made to lie in the sand Decadently by the sea, under the sun
Touching across the room like lovers from the moon Dancing all night to the tune of lovers from the moonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
