You're a peach, you're a gem,
You're a prince among men,
Love is a blessing, I know.
But I've got my eye on the mystery prize,
And it gets to me so.
There are questions and answers on decent first dates
In a heart that is open, while guarding its gates.
But love is a fortress of blood, sweat, and stone,
And once it's been christened, don't come out alone.
You're a peach, you're a gem,
You're a prince among men,
Love is a blessing, I know.
But I've got my eye on the mystery prize,
And it gets to me so.
There are winners and losers
In football and horse races,
Boggle and goose chases,
Gameshows and cards.
But love is a blood sport,
You lose if you draw,
You can only win if no one loses at all.
You're a peach, you're a gem,
You're a prince among men,
Your love is a blessing, I know.
But I've got my eye on the mystery prize,
It's an unfair comparison,
Choosing between
All that I've got versus all that could be
Wait in exhilaration,
Adrenaline, goose chasin'
Savin' the game at the thirty yard line.
And it gets to me,
Yeah it gets to me every time.
- 专辑:Mystery Prize
- 歌手:Rebecca Loebe
- 歌曲:Mystery Prize