Easy

All they want is pretty houses
and pretty dreams,
dreaming of sunlit churches and
the gold within.

They say: "Oh sweet baby, come over here
and hold me tight,
I know you are the one for me, you are,
my mister, almost right".

But you, my princess,
your dreams were on a different hue,
you my ex-love,
but then we didn t have a clue.

You said let s just be friends,
and let s be lovers too.
You said let s just be friends,
so let s be lovers too,
let s be lovers too.

We began like Fred and Ginger,
dancing on air,
so easy, no money,
and we didn t care.

You said: "Oh sweet baby, come over here
and hold me tight.
Why don t we live for today?
Why don t we live for tonight?".

But you, my princess,
your dreams were on a different hue,
you my ex-love,
but then we didn t have a clue.

You said let s just be friends,
and let s be lovers too.
You said let s just be friends,
so let s be lovers too,
let s be lovers too,
let s be lovers too.

She said: "Let s be lovers too".
She said: "Let s be lovers too".
She said: "Let s be lovers too".
She said: "Let s be lovers".

She said: "I just wanna be your friend".
She said: "I just wanna be your friend".
She said: "I just wanna be your friend".
She said: "I just wanna be your friend".

I wanna be your friend.
I wanna be your friend.
I wanna be your friend.
I wanna be your friend ...



Credits
Writer(s): Javier Tejedor, Juan Escribano Berroya, Adolfo Gonzalez Avecilla, Jon Aguirrezabalaga Cantera, Deunoro Chacartegui Urdampilleta, Andrew James Dalrymple Gill
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