Beaches

Talk like we've got nothing say.
Fall like we're floating all the way.

Whisper in my ear, hold me closer my dear,
And wonder, oh wonder, what's next.

Mirrors on hotel doors.
A heat that no one could ignore.

Shake up everything you had planned,
There'll be no break-up,

'Cause were the ones who just hold hands.

Whisper in my ear, hold me closer my dear,
And wonder, oh wonder, what's next?