Tekster: July For Kings. Champagne.

A beautiful dream

I want to dream you
A beautiful dream
I want to hold you
In the dark it would seem
That no one sees me like you do
No one moves the way you move
And I can't see anything else

I want to take you now
Honestly, you're killing me

And we're drinking cheap champagne
Alone in my room
Drinking your name
You wear my favorite perfume
Cheap champagne
The flowers in bloom
Drinking your name
Champagne
Champagne

If I was stronger
I would take down the moon
We could hang it up
In the corner of your bedroom
And if at night you could not sleep
You could watch it shine
Like counting sheep
And only I'll know
Where the moon has gone

I want to take you now
Honestly, your killing me

And we're drinking cheap champagne
Alone in my room
Drinking your name
You wear my favorite perfume
Cheap champagne
The flowers in bloom
Drinking your name
Champagne

Sitting on the floor of a spinning room
The morning sun won't be coming too soon
It's the way you look in that dress
There's nothing I can taste that compares to you
And nothing I can say that's quite as true
As the gift you are I confess

That I, I, I want to dream you
A beautiful dream
I want to hold you
In the dark it would seem
That no one sees me like you do
No one moves the way you move
And I can't see anything else

Champagne with you in my room
Drinking your name
You wear my favorite perfume
Cheap champagne
The flowers in bloom
Drinking your name
Champagne

Cheap champagne with you in my room
Drinking your name
You wear my favorite perfume
Champagne
The flowers in bloom
Drinking your name
Champagne
Champagne