Met you on a Monday,
Felt like a weekend
Said I was busy, sorry,
I was pretending
Laughing 'bout nothing,
Yet there is something,
Between us, I feel it,
It's a connection
This is our story,
Young, wild and free
It's open-ended,
We paint our own dreams
Colors and shades,
Sunshine and rain
Good things take time,
So don't you worry, baby
Oh ...
Tomorrow's yet to come
Oh ...
The best is yet to come