Intro: |
There is no combination of words |
I could put on the back of a postcard |
No song that I could sing, |
but I can try for your heart |
Our dreams, and they are made out of real things |
Like a, shoebox of photographs |
With sepia-toned loving |
Love is the answer, |
at least for most of the questions in my heart |
Like why are we here? and where do we go? |
And how come it's so hard? |
It's not always easy and sometimes |
life can be deceiving |
I'll tell you one thing, |
it's always better when we're together |
Mmm, it's always better when we're together |
Yeah, we'll look at the stars |
when we're together |
Well, it's always better when we're together |
Yeah, it's always better when we're together |
Bridge: x2 |
And all of these moments just might find their way |
Into my dreams tonight |
but I know that they'll be gone |
When the morning light sings |
And brings new things |
for tomorrow night you see |
That they'll be gone too |
too many things I have to do |
But if all of these dreams might find their way |
Into my day to day scene |
I'd be under the impression |
I was somewhere in between with only two |
Just me and you not so many things we got to do |
Or places we got to be |
we'll sit beneath the mango tree now |
Yeah, it's always better when we're together |
Mmm, we're somewhere in between together |
Well, it's always better when we're together |
Yeah, it's always better when we're together |
Repeat Bridge |
I believe in memories they look so, |
so pretty when I sleep |
Hey now, and when I wake up, |
you look so pretty sleeping next to me |
But there is not enough time, |
there is no, no song I could sing |
And there is no combination of words I could say |
But I will still tell you one thing |
we're better together. |
Bridge: |
x2 |
Ending: |