With you
Tripping up the strip
Blue Moon loose within in our grip
I try but I don't think I'll ever get it
Places we've never been before
Burning for us like open sores
I never wanted to be
But now I'm yours
Tripping, tripping, tripping, tripping up
Salt in the air
(Salt of the earth)
Chicken or egg?
(Which one came first?)
Glad to see you
(Smiling there now)
Won't trouble myself with how
Places we've never been before
Burning for us like open sores
I never wanted to be
But now I'm yours
Salt in the air
(Salt of the earth)
Chicken or egg?
(Which one came first?)
Glad to see you
(Smiling there now)
Won't trouble myself with how