Des Ark Two Hearts Are Better Than One
i hope you come and stay with me
oh we can camp under the old fig tree
I'll draw your bath and i will make your tea
all for the girl who said she would marry me
baby, if we cut our ways between us
all the miles and the mountain tops
i know that we could count on it
honey, we could live a life of cowardess
or we could build a little bower nest
something to believe in
besides this awful mess
i've got this anchor on my finger now ?
i've got your blood pumping through my veins and ?
somehow
when im with you i cannot breath
i give my heart but then you took my lungs from me
ooh
baby
we'll get a little plane to Napoli
we'll buy some land and start a family
whatever you ain't never had
honey
we can stay in bed for hours
talking shit and telling bad jokes
and working on our garden
