Eloping

I bet your eyes aren't really that blue,
 I think they've been airbrushed in by an artist who doesn't care.
 And I bet your hair isn't really that blonde,
 but isn't it the way we wanted it to be.
 And I bet you don't usually smile that much,
 especially with someone like me.
 And I bet you really sweat,
 but none of this is what I want to say to you.
 I don't want to be dancing with the wallflower,
 I want you cause you've got painted toenails.
 My tired arms ache just to hold you now.
 I don't believe that you are still a virgin, so what say we get a little closer.
 Come with me I'll take you on an airplane now,
 And London from above at night will look like a billion lit candles,
 And you face will glow red at the sunrise,
 And god knows I really want to travel
 and god knows I really want to start anew, with you,
 And god knows, god knows, god knows.