Allow myself to bleed in you
Like the colors gray and blue
Let's spin around and draw a line
Where your lips meet mine
And let's cease to exist
In mental views and hollow dreams
Across the world of make-believe
Our shadows embrace
And so how can we be sure this is the real thing?
Beautiful, beautiful, moments with you
Heavenly idyll so simple and pure
Imaging love as it happens
Our hearts will have us singing
Until the cows come home
Please take my heart cradle it soft
Like a feathers floating glow
Let's dance and sing under the sun
Our eyes gazing off
And let's dance like we're kids
Forgetting then just being now
Merrily lively sweet and free
Our hands grasping as one
And so how can we be sure this is the real thing?
Beautiful, beautiful, moments with you
Heavenly idyll so simple and pure
Imaging love as it happens
Our hearts will have us singing
Until the cows come home
Until the cows come home
Until the cows come home