Claire´s turning blonde for the summer I guess
The sunlight just soaks into her hair
And she sits next to me on the motorboat
And shyly replies as to which boy she likes at her school

So I am reminded of things I´ve forgotten
The way doors can open and people just walk in
It´s not unexpected, no, it´s just how you planned it
Beginning to think that it might never happen
Now it is happening
There´s a show we can see at the base outside of town
Where the planes, they turn circles in the air
I watch you stand next to me with your hand over your mouth
And join the crowds heavy gasp
One for each time they pass overhead
So we´ve been selected in this beautiful lottery
We struggled so long but it ended so easy
It´s starting to surface, all golden and godlike
This feeling we had every day and every night
It bursts in an energy, a door it is opening