I could die lying in her arms where castles are made of sand. We start to dance but only the music is bleeding when crickets replace the band.
CHORUS:
She will always be my sunkist remedy, she goes up and down in my heart, my little jellybean and i`m starting to believe that danger`s never near, when Joanna is here.
Little Joanna`s like a lazerbeam sky. A beautius maximus like a firefly and that`s why i`m kissaphobic, how your life dreams are made, like lemonade, but when the shivers are salty and seafoam`s the colour of space.