All the memories of you They bleach with the sunshine Those initials that we drew Have washed up with the tide As the world comes into view We can´t lose the good times Like a bolt out of the blue I knew, I knew
I had to miss the plane to be with you Nothing´s worth losing this moment I have to change the plan, now I understand It´s our last opportunity
We should be Silhouettes, silhouettes Dancing on the sundown Silhouettes, silhouettes