Round Yellow Suitcase

Silly girl won’t you come along with me?

No need for maps just let fate take course you'll see

Some things are better left a mystery

Windy days seem to blow me thoughts of you

And i can’t help but hope that they were meant to

Seed a dream that was bound to come true

Well this hopeless romantic would cross the atlantic though he hardly swims

But with the freckles on her face and her round yellow suitcase

Just say the word and he'll jump in

Crystal ball take heed and be forewarned

When dancing with love in the middle of a storm

It’s like licking honey from a thorn

Well this hopeless romantic would cross the atlantic though he hardly swims

But with the freckles on her face and her round yellow suitcase

Just say the word and he'll jump in

I can’t help but fill my heart with feelings for you

I never thought love was real until i met you