There's a green
line in the sky
and you're looking
in the
rear-view mirror,
gucci shades
and tales of
foreign days

you're silver.
You're gold,
hell,
you're a band
of shining diamonds

you're so
far out of
reach.

but I love you
you don't know
how much I love you
and I can guess
how much you
love me too.