Candida

Levine-Wine

Oh, the stars won't come out if they know that you're about
'Cause they couldn't match the brightness of your eyes
And oh, who am I ? Just an ordinary guy
Who tries his best to win me first prize

Oh, my Candida, we could make it together
But the further from here, girl, the better
Where the air is still fresh and still clean

Oh, my Candida, take my hand and I'll lead you
I promise you life will be sweeter
It says so in my dreams

And, oh, this is bright, a Gypsy told me so last night
Said she saw our children playing in the sunshine
And there were you and I, in a house, girl, it's no lie
She said all these things by right were yours and mine

Oh, my Candida, we could make it together
But the further from here, girl, the better
Where the air is still fresh and still clean

Oh, my Candida, take my hand and I'll lead you
I promise you life will be sweeter
It says so in all of my dreams

Oh oh oh oh ...

Oh, my Candida, we could make it together
But the further from here, girl, the better
Where the air is still fresh and still clean

Oh, my Candida, take my hand and I'll lead you
I promise you life will be much much sweeter
It says so in all of my dreams