Owl City Super Honeymoon
Glamor and fashion
Models and magazines
A striking runway entrance
Beauty and passion
Stardust and high class scenes
Of popular teens
When I lived in Denver
I met a millionaire
With ribbons in her blond hair
I still remember
She was like a princess
Straight from a dreamy castle in the air
So lovely
She was everything to me
Both alone in the dark
We longed to see the sun
Rise over the Bering Strait
I was sick of the west
When I turned 21
So I moved to the Sunshine State
We played golf on the moon
And tennis on the sun
Like athletes in the afternoon
The solar flares burned my arms
And made her make-up run
On our super-lunar honeymoon
I was the youngest son of a congressman
And everything was my fault
She was a gymnast
Happily swinging on the uneven bars
Tucked in a somersault
So lovely
She was everything to me
So lovely
She everything to me
Both alone in the dark
We longed to see the sun
Rise over the Bering Strait
I was sick of the west
When I turned 21
So I moved to the Sunshine State
We played golf on the moon
And tennis on the sun
Like athletes in the afternoon
The solar flares burned my arms
And made her make-up run
On our super-lunar honeymoon
