♪♪♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ This is a short race, this is a short life ♪ ♪ Let's run, not walk, through this beautiful life ♪ ♪ This is a good day, this is a good time ♪ ♪ You've got green eyes, and I've got sunrise ♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ We're falling sideways, on big lots, freeways ♪ ♪ Heart beats through me, through this beautiful life ♪ ♪♪♪ ♪ We're talking dreams, maybe ♪ ♪ Let's run away to New York City ♪ ♪ We're talking dreams, baby ♪ ♪ We've got the strings, maybe ♪ ♪ Through rose-colored lenses, we're trying not to forget it ♪ ♪ We're talking dreams, maybe ♪ ♪ Talking dreams, baby, yeah ♪ ♪♪♪♪ ♪ We're talking dreams, baby, yeah ♪ ♪♪♪♪ ♪ This is a slow race, this is a slow life ♪ ♪ Let's run, not walk, through this beautiful life ♪ ♪ This is a good day, this is a good time ♪ ♪ You've got green eyes, and I've got sunrise ♪ ♪♪♪♪ ♪♪♪♪