If tomorrow [bad word]  I would just want one thing.
I would sell it to the stars and the sun. I would write it for the world to see.

And it's you. The light changes when you're in the room.
Oh, it's you. Oh, it's you.

If tomorrow [bad word]  I would want just one wish.
To kiss your quiet mouth, and trace the steps with my fingertips.

And it's you. The light changes when you're in the room.
Oh, it's you. Oh, it's you.