She gave me an Eskimo kiss
And set sail towards the sun,
She's like the rose without a thorn,
She's like the sunflower that never looks back at the sun
She's like a diamond in the rough
She's like the first girl on this earth that you wanted to touch,
We went back to her place
Her father says I have the wrong face
We set sail, as the night gets long,
She's like the rose without a thorn,
She's like the sunflower that never looks back at the sun
She's like the diamond in the rough
She's like the first girl on this earth that you wanted to touch,
She sees me running, sees me running
Well, I'm coming through the sun
And our lives have just begun
Yeah, I'm coming through the sun
And our lives have just begun
This old word will make you cry?
This old word will make you cry?