A little stretch of river on a big green field
The kind you see from airplanes baby, that's the deal, that's the deal
A place to plan a future, a place to keep the past
A place to raise some kids, and what's wrong with that, wrong with that

Maybe it's the same routine
Walking on the concrete
Running like a river so deep
Wearin' down my high heels
Wearin' down my high ideals
Of what I thought my life was supposed to be

Everybody's got a weakness, some kind of kryptonite wearing 'em down
Everybody's got dreams they can't let go of, don't they, baby?
Everybody has a little secret they keep inside and mine's
Livin' happily ever afterly
With you, with you

I want to paint the world with the colors that I see
Every time I close my eyes and you're kissin' me, kissin' me
I wanna wake up in your arms so far from here
I wanna get lost in the dark and know you're near, know you're near

Maybe it's an old love song playing up loud on the radio bringin' these thoughts on
Getting me thinking that there might be a little bit more than what I'm working for
Or maybe it's just me

Everybody's got a weakness, some kind of kryptonite wearing 'em down
Everybody's got dreams they can't let go of, don't they, baby?
Everybody has a little secret they keep inside and mine's
Livin' happily ever afterly
With you, with you

Everybody's got a weakness

Everybody's got a weakness, some kind of kryptonite wearing 'em down
Everybody's got dreams they can't let go of, don't they, baby?
Everybody has a little secret they keep inside and mine's
Livin' happily ever afterly
With you, with you

With you

Writer : SIMPSON, CHARLIE/ROBSON, STEVE
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group, WINDSWEPT HOLDINGS LLC