Paper Cup

Wishful thinking I might be yours

Drifting on every step

I'm always drawn to the dark horse

sweet, sweet , oh nothing's said



And every dream, every, is just a dream after all

And everything stands so still when you dance

Everything spins so fast

And the night's in a paper cup

When you want it to last



Wishful thinking you might be mine

Every shiver sends

One breath under the bridge of sighs

Bending where the river bends



And every dream, every, is just a dream after all



And everything stands so still when you dance

Everything spins so fast

And the night's in a paper cup

When you want it to last