Technicolor Beaches

Sweetness on technicolor beaches are the same
For a week, overjoyed, killing time, true excitement
A bubble with no troubles, on our way home
The heat of the sun burns upon me

I ran up the stairs to meet you
My beautiful girl in navy blue
Cooling down the shades inspired in
Dream-slow close-up low-talks near great bay
But I'll never say which I prefer
Whoever's upstairs is dressed in furs
Spinning round and round the star of my dream

We're free to make things the way we want them to be
Magick years, golden age, endless rhymes, real enlightenment
The heat of the sun burns upon me, it's on fire

I ran up the stairs to meet you
My beautiful boy in navy blue
Cooling down the shades inspired in
Dream-slow close-up low-talks near great bay
But I'll never say which I prefer
Whatever was best, what was, what were
It's spinning around the star of my dreams
Of my dreams
Of my dreams
Of my dreams