This my dear,
is where the starlight ends my dear.
I always imagine that,

it would be like
this my dear,
is where godeau should interfere.

Is this the point where we should kiss,
or is this just a walk.


And this my love,
is where the moon spends it's days my love.
I always imagine it's,

to be a little higher
above my love,
Like where the wind blows our minds my love

Is this the time for an embrace
or is this just a walk.


This my love
is where the clocks my time my love
And this my dear

is where the fool shows his love my dear

there I said it

it trew different lights on you
now i get it
it trew different lights on you


there I said it
it trew different lights on you

now i get it
it trew different lights on you