Little sunflower in a deep blue iris
Like two floating on the Danube, a cold water wildfire
I’ll paint my life in your primary colours
Let’s trade our worst diseases and learn how to cure each other’s

I never thought that I’d see you again
But it seemed for us the world had other plans
Now I wake every day to you making fun of my morning hair
And I never mean to eclipse your shine
With these many imperfect affectations of mine
Oh, I wish I could show you bright you light my skies

We’re sweet and we’re sour like watermelon lemonade
You told me you’d wear a blue dress on your wedding day
Oh, I ought to cherish you more; the freckle on your lip
The scars on your knees, the marks on your hips

If my music is sombre then why don’t I cry?
I’m somewhere between mine and another life
Do you notice how different coffee tastes in the summer time?
I’d understand if you wanted some space
I could steal a few stars and arrange a bouquet
Remember our dinner of candy and white wine?

I and you, across the pale blue
And under one sweet and lucky sun
I and you, and one sweet, lucky sun
You and I

I shoot myself in the foot and my foot’s in my mouth
Do you think me impulsive? Will you marry me now?
It’s funny that films have monopolized all my free time
Because we’re living one now

We’re living one now