I'm turning every Sunday into Saturday tonight
And getting dressed for the party that awaits
In a book that I saved just for this night
I'll write the most beautiful words
Then I'm repainting December into August so that
I can dress in gloves and a fancy top hat
I cut out all the stars from heaven's paper dome
And put them in a little blue box
And nobody knows who I'm giving it to
A girl with golden-brown eyes
No, nobody knows who I'm giving it to
A girl with golden-brown eyes
I cry out to the wind to make it understand
That it's the calmness that hunted you 'til now
But I'm bringing some memories from a carnival to you
Where I know that the light never ends
And the light will water the rose that I have
In my lapel so it will never die
Every time that I whisper your name to myself
The colour shifts from blue to red
And nobody knows who I'm giving it to
A girl with golden-brown eyes
No, nobody knows who I'm giving it to
A girl with golden-brown eyes
Then I'm sewing a blanket of all the broken clouds
To cover you as I put you to bed
And when you're asleep, I'll switch the blanket with myself
At peace with my secrecy
And nobody knows that I'm giving me to
A girl with golden-brown eyes
No, nobody knows that I'm giving me to
A girl with golden-brown eyes