There is no combination of words
I could put on the back of a postcard
No song that I could sing,
But I can try for your heart
Like a, shoebox of photographs
Love is the answer, at least
most of the questions in m
For most of the questions in my heart
And how come it's so hard?
It's not always easy and sometimes
It's always better when we're together
Better when we're together
Stars when we're together
Better when we're together
Better when we're together
And all of these moments just might
Find their way into my dreams tonight
But I know that they'll be gone
When the morning light sings
For tomorrow night you see
That they'll be gone too,
Too many things I have to do
But if all of these dreams might find
Their way into my day to day scene
I'd be under the impression
I was somewhere in between
With only two just me and you,
Not so many things we got to do
Or places we got to be, we'll sit
Beneath the mango tree now
Better when we're together
Better when we're together
Better when we're together
You look so pretty sleeping next to me
But there is not enough time,
And there is no, no song I could sing
And there is no combination
But I will still tell you one thing,