Lovers from the Moon

They say, everyone you touch, turns to gold

They say, we're too young, I think we're too old

Ugly as sin, pale, and thing

They've been wrong beforeThey say, you're a frog prince swollen with pride

Always a bridesmaid, never a bride

Getting confused in Santa Cruz

Living in a dreamTouching across the room like lovers from the moon

Dancing all night to the tune of lovers from the moonI'm not afraid to walk hand in hand

I think we were made to lie in the sand

Decadently by the sea, under the sunTouching across the room like lovers from the moon

Dancing all night to the tune of lovers from the moon