Testo Paper Cup

Wishful thinking I might be yours
Drifting on every step
I'm always drawn to the dark horse
Sweet sweet nothing's said


And every dream is just a dream after all
And everything stands so still when you dance Everything spins so fast
And the night's in a paper cup
When you want it to last


Wishful thinking you might be mine
Every shiver sends
One breath under the bridge of sighs
Bending where the river bends


And every dream is just a dream, after all


And everything stands so still when you dance Everything spins so fast
And the night's in a paper cup
When you want it to last