Tekstovi: And Then I Turned Seven. Broken Summer. Under The Stars.

Watching the stars at night, there's nothing that I'd rather do
The moon is the only light, that I can use to look at you
So let's make this memory last, of this night that we've come to claim ours
I promise I'll never forget, such a perfect night under the stars

The air is warm with comfort, the air is warm with taste
There's nothing we have to look out for, so let's make the most of this place
So let's make this memory last, of this night that we've come to claim ours
I promise I'll never forget, such a perfect night under the stars

I promise you

So let's make this memory last, of this night that we've come to claim ours
I promise I'll never forget, such a perfect night under the stars

I promise you