Romantica

Raindrops in Boston
It's warm in Toledo
Blue in my red
Wine spoiliody
Ginger is burning a hole in my head

While I was sleeping
She came to my room
And borrowed my eyes
How can i know what i think till see what i say?

I'm in a jam
You're in a pickle
We're in a stew

The airplane is coasting
The pilot is sleeping
There's nothing to do

How will I know which way to go?
Who has the answers?
How can I know what I think till I see what I say?

I'm in the mood for you
I'm in the mood for you

I'm in a jam
You're in a pickle
We're in a stew

It's cold in in the oven
It's warm in the freezer
there's red in my blue

How will I know which way to go?
Who has the answers?
How can I know what I think till I see what I say?

I'm in the mood for you
I'm in the mood for you