Could be under an old oak tree
Over the canyon so wild
All I see is city in eyes
They black out all my sight
So give the stars to the lonely city
Give the ocean to the country
Ain't seen anything so pretty
As a girl who gives me all her loving
Been since the beginning
She stopped my world from spinning
Is it too much to dream
that we can forever be rare hearts and never disagree?
Is it too much to dream
that we can forever be rare hearts and never disagree?
In case this is just a dream
I let my tired eyes close
Lord help me
Flow downstream
Sliding down the river of fools
So let our rare hearts float together
and disappear into the night
Live and die here forever
lost In the city in eyes
Where I don't care about living
So let the world start spinning
Is it too much to dream
that we can forever be rare hearts and never disagree?
Is it too much to dream
that we can forever be rare hearts and never disagree?
Is it too much to dream
that we can forever be rare hearts and never disagree?
Is it too much to dream
that we can forever be rare hearts and never
rare hearts and never
rare hearts and never disagree?