Upon a roof below the moon nearby a parkbench in the sun upon the stairway to your room
Why won't you wrap your life around those certain words I just found
I wear your golden ring inside suits me very fine I wear your golden heart in mine suits me very fine
A backseat sofa in the dark upon a viewpoint in our twon nearby a fountain in a park
Why won't you wrap your life around those certain words I just found
I wear your golden ring inside suits me very fine I wear your golden heart in mine suits me very fine I wear your golden heart in mine and life is very fine
