Strangers in A Dream

You love your rhythm and poetry

I love my sins

My international mystery

I let you in

You hate the odd gap between my teeth

I love your curls

Your skin I want to get underneath

My pin-up girl

Let's make out

On the cover of magazines

We'll be king and queen

Let's get lost

In the forest of gold and green

We're strangers in a dream

♪

You love your bags of potato chips

I love them too

So who'll make the next refrigerator trip?

It's always you

I hate your long list exes

You love my eyes

Our clothes, we share, they are unisex

Lovers in disguise

♪

Let's make out

On the cover of magazines

We'll be king and queen

Let's get lost

In the forest of gold and green

We're strangers in a dream