I'm gonna have to speculate Because it's highly unclear Stepping on each other's souls this way
Hide all of your thoughts today I know it all can't touch me Mapping out the stars can explain it all the way
You make me want to drink champagne every night And I'm here to testify about all the things That turn to white from blue
You make me want to drink champagne every night When I go to bed this evening I want to turn on the light Just to look at you, girl Just to look at you, girl