I will paint this town A whole host of new colors And when your hand slipped into mine I knew that I was home Its oh so worth one more night Its oh so worth one more night And you are the kind of, the kind of dream The kind that turns heads Making out in DC alleys You told me all of your secrets Without saying, without saying Without saying a word And we wanted the sky But got rain insted And we wanted the sky But Im still smiling
saying, kind, insted, without, worth