(A. McCoy)



If he's wearing purple, then I'll wear white

And then we'll take a ride in search of the bright,

bright moonlight



And all the people they wonder

As we walk by

Why we behave like two children

Can't be too hard, too hard to see why



And if we ever get worried

We'll talk our troubles away, away

And together as one we know

That the best is yet to come



The best is yet to come

The best is yet to come

When we're together as one I know

That the best is yet to come



The best is yet to come...



Goodnight

Sweet dreams

The best is yet to come...