Oh baby, with your pretty face,
drop a tear in my wine glass,
look at those big eyes,
see what you mean to me,
sweet cakes and milkshakes,
I am a delusioned angel,
I am a fantasy parade,
I want you to know what I think,
don't want you to guess anymore,
you have no idea where I came from,
we have no idea where we're going
launched in life, like branches in a river,
flowing downstream, caught in the current.
I'll carry you. You'll carry me.
That's how it could be.
Don't you know me?
Don't you know me by now?
'Before Sunrise'