When colors turn to grey
When I want to fade away
 [bad word] into her place
Softly holding on to
The beauty of her face

She’s a living dream
But she isn’t what she seems
Cause she’s salty as the sea
But she’s sweeter than…
Peaches and cream

Now her dress falls on the floor
As she slowly looks my way
Then with a smile she says
I’ll do anything you want me to today