Eloping

I bet your eyes aren't really that blue, I think they've been airbrushed

in by an artist who doesn't care.

And I bet your hair isn't really that blonde, but isn't it the way we

wanted it to be.

And I bet you don't usually smile that much,

especially with some one like me.



And I bet you really sweat,

but none of this is what I want to say to you.

I don't want to be dancing with the wallflower, I want you cause you've

got painted toenails.

My tired arms ache just to hold you now.

I don't believe that you are still a virgin, so what say we get a little

closer.

Come with me I'll take you on an airplane now,

And London from above at night will look like a billion lit candles,

And your face will glow red at the sunrise,

And god knows I really want to travel and god knows

I really want to start anew,

with you,

And god knows, god knows, god knows.