Rare Hearts - The Growlers

Could be under an old oak tree

Over the canyon so wild

All I see is her obsidian eyes

They black out all of my sight

So give the stars to the lonely city

Give the ocean to the country

Ain't seen anything so pretty

As the girl who gives me all her loving

Been so since the beginning

She stopped my world from spinning

Is it too much to dream

That we can forever be

Rare hearts that never disagree

Is it too much to dream

That we can forever be

Rare hearts that never disagree

In case this is just a dream

I let my tired eyes loose

Lord help me float downstream

Sliding down the river of fools

So let our rare hearts float together

And disappear into the night

Live or die in here forever

Lost in obsidian eyes

Where I don't care about living

So let the world start spinning

Is it too much to dream

That we can forever be

Rare hearts that never disagree

Is it too much to dream

That we can forever be

Rare hearts that never disagree

Is it too much to dream

That we can forever be

Rare hearts that never disagree

Is it too much to dream

That we can forever be

Rare hearts that never

Rare hearts that never

Rare hearts that never disagree