Tekstovi: Radish. Little Pink Stars.

Barefoot in the sand,
wishing God would lend a hand.
Wave after wave comes crashing down,
washing away a little more ground.
Seems to me that's how all things are.

Giving and taking little pink stars.
I want the world to know that you're mine,
I want to touch you.
I want the world to know that you're mine,
I want to feel you from the inside.
I want the world to know that you're mine,
I want to touch you.
I want the world to know that you're mine,
I want to touch you.

Walking along with the ocean at my heels,
loving the way the water feels.
Up in the sky something catches my eye,
as bright as a star in the northern sky.
Seems to me that's how all things are,
giving and taking little pink stars.

I want the world to know that you're mine,
I want to touch you.

I want the world to know that you're mine,
I want to feel you from the inside.
I want the world to know that you're mine,
I want to touch you.
I want the world to know that you're mine,
I want to touch you.

Seems to me that's how all things are.
Giving and taking little pink stars.

I want the world to know that you're mine,
I want to touch you.
I want the world to know that you're mine,
I want to feel you from the inside.
I want the world to know that you're mine,
I want to touch you.
I want the world to know that you're mine,
I want to touch you.
I want to touch you.