All that my love for yours, for all left tonight Nothing but the two of us inside your wide eyes Daily on my summertime Show how to smile again Keyboard in that summer dress Take me with that little hand All that my love for yours, for all left tonight Nothing but the two of us inside your large eyes I walk you along the show Until I feist a nom And it turn out those dull memories And leaving all crumbs Oh we can indulge On this rendezvous You'll find a stumble bye on my bullhorn Find stumble bye on my bullhorn Until I'll Until I'll feist a nom But not leaving But not leaving a single crumb