Elizabeth, I লিরিক্স

My head hits the pillow And I start dreaming of you I don’t believe in storytelling But this sure sounds true Take me to a place Where I can enjoy The freedom of the best The freedom of the best Your lips oh taste like Red Bordeaux Your eyes remind me of a better time I wish that I could live here with myself and you My head hits the pillow And my dreams are coming true Unread and foretelling But this, I’m used to Take me to a place Where I can enjoy The freedom of the best The freedom of the best Your lips oh taste like Red Bordeaux Your eyes reminds me of a better time I wish that I could live here with myself and you Elizabeth, I miss you a little bit Oh elizabeth I miss you so Elizabeth I miss you a little bit Oh Elizabeth I miss you so I can’t keep my head from thinking of you Every time I feel a cold breeze You pop right through I can’t wait to be back home with you Is it just a dream? If so, don’t ever wake up