(A. McCoy)

If he's wearing purple, then I'll wear white
And then we'll take a ride in search of the bright,
bright moonlight

And all the people they wonder
As we walk by
Why we behave like two children
Can't be too hard, too hard to see why

And if we ever get worried
We'll talk our troubles away, away
And together as one we know
That the best is yet to come

The best is yet to come
The best is yet to come
When we're together as one I know
That the best is yet to come

The best is yet to come...

Goodnight
Sweet dreams