Most of All

I like Sunday mornings
All hazy and sublime
When sleeping in and snoozing
Become king and queen of time
And I like you
I like you
Most of all, I like you
I don’t want bland reality
When the day is done
I wanna climb Trafalgar lions
And ride into the sun
And I want you
I want you
Most of all, I want you
I don’t need too many things
Their weight can pull you down
But I need a soul to have and hold
While this world keeps spinning round
And I need you
I need you
Most of all, I need you
I love summer colours
All fiery and in bloom
And starry nights when you can spy
A universe above your room
And I love you
I love you
Most of all, I love you