She’s on my mind
But I don’t mind
What anybody says
If I could stop the days
I would stop the days
Sepia toned, but never growing old
Still a sight, in black and white
My summer love you took my hand in glove
In our ocean, you can walk on water if it’s frozen No-one else could make me sing like this
Tartan clinging to your hips
Lips from1950’s Golden Era Hollywood
Cause you say you don’t need me
And I know that you’re lying
Don’t say I don’t want you
Don’t say I’m not trying
She’s on my mind
But I don’t mind
A million different ways
If you could stop the days
Would you stop the days?