time’s moving fast, we're not in a rush

minutes go past, it's never enough.

on the floor i think lust has struck.

flying high all night, don't wake him up winnie now be quiet.

lights off, let’s go for a ride.

that' the kind of magic music we make with our lips when we kiss

that' the kind of magic music we make with our lips when we kiss

flying high in bird land high in the sky up above, all because we're in love.

hair blowing in the wind, with you i’m feeling it.

hair blowing in the wind, with you i’m feeling it.

light on, it's just me and you.

satin covers in your room, toss and turn yes this is the room.

wake up, do it over again.

time stops so this will never end.

in the moment we'll pretend.

hair blowing in the wind, with you i’m feeling it.

hair blowing in the wind, with you i’m feeling it.