Good to Me

                                  What's so different

With the color of things

I feel the wind push the car,

And I look at you again.

When you turn to me

And ask me what I think.

I nod and then I sing along

To all the song you like.



There hasn't been a time that I have wished I wasn't here with you

Your eyes are good to me, they can see,

They can see what my mother sees.

They can see what my mother sees.



I fall asleep

Like some airplane crash

You drive a little more

So you don't have to wake me up

I can dream

And I can worry

But then you say to me

I know you better than you think



Why have all the bombs been blasting in the air?

Do you know what our love can do?

Oh slowly, you know me, like a man should.

I'm so sunny

Everyday

So sunny