We may not always be the best of lovers But if you leave it to me I think I can see We'll always be the best of friends The best of friends And one day when I am old and on the porch With knittings around my knees you hear me say Excuse me please, but

I think you're crazy, maybe I will see you in the next life Red wine and sleeping pills Help me get back to your arms Cheap sex and sad films Help me get where I belong Stop sending letters Letters always get burned It's not like the movies They fed us

Anyone you meet And it will take a little bit of extra care To bring it where you think it's there Some one at your feet Anyone could be that one Anyone you know Anywhere you go Could be that one Anyone you see Maybe down the street

Tell me how you really feel, how you really feel Seem to understand that this right here deeper than all that Maybe you're the reason, you're the reason Overnight, people think that's how this shit happened, but they never right Acting like they got it,

I have never dreamed it Have you ever dreamed a night like this I cannot believe it I may never see a night like this When everything you think is incomplete Starts happening when you are cheek to cheek Could you ever dream it I have never dreamed,

Yeah I, I've seen those girls I think they look pretty cool But, you know, one thing I, I ya know That whole attitude about, ya know Dressing in the baggy clothes It's, I dunno I, I'm not into that I think it's kinda, kinda lame, ya know But, ah, maybe

When will my reflection show Who I am inside? Who is that girl I see Staring straight back at me? You may think you see Who I really am But you'll never know me

I have never dreamed it Have you ever dreamed a night like this I cannot believe it I may never see a night like this When everything you think is incomplete Starts happening when you are cheek to cheek Could you ever dream it I have never dreamed,

Dumb dumb diddle, to be your fiddle To be so near you and not just hear you I think then maybe you'd see me, baby You'd be mine And you're only smiling When you play your violin Agnetha, Frida, dumb dumb diddle, to be your fiddle And we'd be together all

I pay no mind, to what they think If I don’t tell a soul then, who else shouldn’t mind? And may be gone, my love, to the grave But I got a secret (Got a secret) I’ll never tell, no one can see I count the days, you’ve been asleep Everybody’s got a secret