Strawberry Lane

I wanna live by ourselves In a house by the Hudson River and Fill it with books and kids Call 'em when it's time for dinner I wanna make a life with you Even if it's not so special, just Lying on the couch will do Feet touching, wait for the kettle But I'm not dreaming anymore I wanna be friends again Slow dance at your cousin's wedding and Fall asleep while we're holding hands Kind of like it's just beginning I wanna open up your head Never really knew what you were thinking and Would you undo the end? Not dreaming I wanna make a life with you Even if it's not so special just Lying on the couch will do Feet touching into forever