Fine

Cardigans

Upon a roof below the moon


Nearby a park-bench in the sun


Upon the stairway to your room


Why won't you wrap your life around


Those certain words I just found





I wear your golden ring inside


Suits me very fine


I wear your golden heart in mine


Suits me very fine





A backseat sofa in the dark


Upon a viewpoint in our town


Nearby a fountain in a park


Why won't you wrap your life around


Those certain words I just found





I wear your golden ring inside


Suits me very fine


I wear your golden heart in mine


Suits me very fine


I wear your golden heart in mine


And life is very fine