It was pretty bright, up on the rainbow bridge tonight I could see into your window although you're far away You were racing in a car Beside a boy, you just don't know if he is up for What you have in mind If he is up for what you have in mind Change is on the cards, but this time it will be hard I never want to leave you We've never had a fight You should never split a pole Yyou should never split at all I wish I had two paths I could follow I'd write the ending without any sorrow I will say a prayer, just while you are sitting there And I will wrap my arms around you Cause I know it will be fine We've got a fantasy affair We didn't get wet, we didn't dare Our aspirations are wrapped up in books Our inclinations are hidden in looks Summer's hastening on I'm trying to get a feeling from the city But I've been unfaithful I've been traveling abroad We've got a fantasy affair We didn't get wet, we didn't dare But the fantasy remains You better come back to Earth again Our aspirations, wrapped up in books Our inclinations, hidden in looks
It was pretty bright, up on the rainbow bridge tonight I could see into your window although you're far away You were racing in a car Beside a boy, you just don't know if he is up for What you have in mind If he is up for what you have in mind Change is on the cards, but this time it will be hard I never want to leave you We've never had a fight You should never split a pole Yyou should never split at all I wish I had two paths I could follow I'd write the ending without any sorrow I will say a prayer, just while you are sitting there And I will wrap my arms around you Cause I know it will be fine We've got a fantasy affair We didn't get wet, we didn't dare Our aspirations are wrapped up in books Our inclinations are hidden in looks Summer's hastening on I'm trying to get a feeling from the city But I've been unfaithful I've been traveling abroad We've got a fantasy affair We didn't get wet, we didn't dare But the fantasy remains You better come back to Earth again Our aspirations, wrapped up in books Our inclinations, hidden in looks
