You and I will leave
From here
Now
Jets are flying over
Silver
Light
Oh my god
What can I say
I never know a word at all
But
I can promise you I'll trasure a thing
What everybody's losing
Yes I'll do, oh
Yes I'll do
Yes I'll do, Yes I'll do
Leave all what you left
That's not in need
From now
Bobby sang
Baby blue
That kind of feeling might explain
Yeah
Gonna dust all people's favourite things
And take everybody's losing
Yes I'll do, oh
Yes I'll do
Yes I'll do, Yes I'll do
