Kiss Me by Sixpence None The Richer

Kiss me
out of the bearded barley.
Nightly,
beside the green, green grass.
Swing, swing,
swing the spinning step.
You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress.
Oh,
kiss me
beneath the milky twilight.
Lead me
out on the moonlit floor.
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance, silver moon's sparkling.
So kiss me.

Kiss me
down by the broken tree house.
Swing me
upon its hanging tire.
Bring, bring,
bring your flowered hat.
We'll take the trail marked on your father's map.
Oh,
kiss me
beneath the milky twilight.
Lead me
out on the moonlit floor.
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance, silver moon's sparkling.
So kiss me.

Kiss me
beneath the milky twilight.
Lead me
out on the moonlit floor.
Lift your open hand
Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance, silver moon's sparkling.
So kiss me

so kiss me

so kiss me

so kiss me