Allow myself to bleed in you Like the colors gray and blue Let's spin around and draw a line Where your lips meet mine And let's cease to exist In mental views and hollow dreams Across the world of make-believe Our shadows embrace And so how can we be sure this is the real thing? Beautiful, beautiful, moments with you Heavenly idyll so simple and pure Imaging love as it happens Our hearts will have us singing Until the cows come home Please take my heart cradle it soft Like a feathers floating glow Let's dance and sing under the sun Our eyes gazing off And let's dance like we're kids Forgetting then just being now Merrily lively sweet and free Our hands grasping as one And so how can we be sure this is the real thing? Beautiful, beautiful, moments with you Heavenly idyll so simple and pure Imaging love as it happens Our hearts will have us singing Until the cows come home Until the cows come home Until the cows come home