Light creeps through the floorboards
Wakes the rustic rental inn
The sound of chirping songbirds
We too are passing through
Today we're lovers in Lisbon
As the golden hour gleams
An enchanting place to be
The sound of chirping songbirds
We too are passing through
Today we're lovers in Lisbon
I wouldn't want to see the world
We too are passing through
Today we're lovers in Lisbon
Wouldn't want to see the world
Wouldn't want to see the world