Lyrics Martina Balogová

Martina Balogová

Breakfast, London Style

When you´re lying here right next to me,

I can feel that our spirit´s free.

When you close the windows to your soul,

And I know that you´re dreamin´ of me.

When the moon highlights your shadow,

Oh I love the way your skin glows.

I can feel your love surroundin´ me,

just how it should be.

And I´m so deeply the way we grow as one,

I know we´ll never let it go.

And you´re completely. You fill me till I overflow,

reaping what we sow. You´re mine, oh my.

R.: My breakfast in bed Sunday morning,

away with the night, new day dawning,

My husband, daughter, son know why,

a beatiful song in the key of life.

A sweet memory, a childhood dream,

a hot cup of coffee with extra cream.

Winter, summer, spring or fall,

I guess, my love, you´ve got it all.

So whatever it is that you´re doin´ to me,

just keep it comin´, and you´ll see

that I´ll dedicate my life to you,

reciprocate the things you do.

And one day, when we´re old and grey

and ready to walk through heaven´s gate

We´ll make our amongst the stars,

just how it should be.

And we´ll fly freely.

No questions asked and no demands,

the world is in our hands.

Just you and me.

To a place that´s still untouche by man,

wher it all began.

R.: My breakfast in bed Sunday morning,

away with the night, new day dawning,

My husband, daughter, son know why,

a beatiful song in the key of life.

A sweet memory, a childhood dream,

a hot cup of coffee with extra cream.

Winter, summer, spring or fall,

I guess, my love, you´ve got it all .....