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 you 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.