Santorini

You were so young and chasing feelings I was so unprepared You wanted nothing more than being The answer to my prayers We said we'd go to Santorini Breathing the Grecian air But lately, baby, I've been thinking We'll never make it there You wanted more than just to see me I love the way you'd stare Just constellations on the ceiling How you would wash your head To Amsterdam or New York City You didn't really care But lately, baby, I've been thinking We'll never make it there Wanted to go to Santorini Think you should be aware That lately, baby, I've been thinking We'll never make it there 'Cause lately, baby, I've been thinking We'll never make it there