Snowflakes outside my window
Turning to rain when they hit the ground
Traffic lights and people [bad word] 
Thousand umbrellas are moving round

I'm gonna stay here with you beside me
We'll turn this Monday to Sunday
Let's call work and say we're [bad word] 
Order some food and lock the door

What a perfect day to stay in bed with you
What a perfect way to spend my day with you

Candle lights and "La vie en rose"
bottle of wine by the fire
"Il m'a dit des mots d'amour
Des mots tous les jours" on the radio

I’m gonna stay here with you beside me
We’ll turn this Monday to Sunday
Leave all the troubles and worries behind us
Just like there is no tomorrow

What a perfect day to stay in bed with you
What a perfect way to spend my day with you
What a perfect day to stay in bed with you
What a perfect day to lay here close to you

What a perfect day to stay in bed with you
What a perfect way to spend my day with you
What a perfect day to stay in bed with you
What a perfect day to lay here close to you

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