I hear your right back at the start,
While I'm scaling off the chart.

Goodbye to A typical fake misdemeanour,
A classical insecure demeanour.

The parts of myself that I trusted you with,
Now gifts of lasting memories I give.

Reminding me what I knew to be true,
Most stay when their gaining from you.

I happened to meet the one white witch,
She told me her name was Stevie Nicks.

When I asked her she sadly agreed,
That she sang her song Dreams for me.

So I would know exactly what to do,
Say no more for mi-casa su-casa for you.

Along I move to a happier beat,
Light as air on tiny dancers feet.

With A left hand girl by my right side,
Singing to our new song Riptide.

A tiger with a kitten inside,
Together we make friends with our Jekyll and Hyde.

Say good bye to the groom and bride.