Oh man, we were livin' We laughed until we cried Goin' through my closet the other day I found an old yearbook, flipped right to the page of that senior trip Down there on that Panama strip We all started yelling when we smelled the beach Just couldn't

You bring me sun, sun, sun, sunshine Come over, come over Come over, c-come over Sun, sun, sun, sunshine Girl come over Me want you closer I'm tired of the rainy days So before the night's over I want you to know that

I want to rock with you (all night) Rock the night away You gotta feel that heat And we can ride the boogie Share that beat of love Dance you into day (sunlight) Rock you into day (sunlight) Girl, close your eyes Let that rhythm get into you

Hold me closer tiny dancer Count the headlights on the highway Lay me down in sheets of linen You had a busy day today Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man Ballerina, you must have seen

Full of things to look back on Don't forget the little moments They're the ones that mean the most When the way home seems so far away Take 'em out and hold them close And take a picture with your father 'Cause one day he'll be gone And don't forget to

Close to you Just like me, they long to be Why do birds suddenly appear Every time you are near? Why do stars fall off from the sky Every time you walk by? On the day that you were born

So close your eyes on Hushabye Mountain, Wave goodbye to cares of the day, And watch your boat from Hushabye Mountain Sail far away from Lullaby Bay. A gentle breeze from Hushabye Mountain Softly blows over Lullaby Bay, It fills the sails of boats that

Why am I sitting in the middle of nowhere Standing here with nothing to do Wondering if I really love you, oh oh I guess that I do I know we have a chemistry This combination's heavenly I close my eyes and dream about a sunny holiday I wish that I was

Hold me closer tiny dancer Count the headlights on the highway Lay me down in sheets of linen You had a busy day today Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man Ballerina, you must have seen

Show me the way Why do my dreams keep slipping away? Spent a whole lifetime running away And every time I close my eyes, I've lost another day Put me on an aeroplane A million miles away She's opened up a book of hate And tore a brand new page Tonight