Sicily - Youth Group

Babe, let’s move to Sicily

Just you and me

And the mediterranean sea

I work on a scallop boat

That would keep us afloat

The sun would burn my throat

You lie beneath the shade

Writing songs all day

Into the summer haze

And in the evening

We go stealing

Out beneath different stars

Night would hold us

And gently fold us

We’d lose our minds

In tiny bars

We never argue

'cause with just us two

There’d be no point to

They need a surgeon

'cause in this version

We become one person

And in the evening

We go stealing

Out beneath different stars

The night would hold us

And gently fold us

We’d lose our minds

In tiny bars