I'm sorry I don't dress nice
And my hair's always a mess
Seems like a bit of a crime
When you always look your best
Are you dressing up for me
Or who you want me to be
Seems like a bit of a crime, I confess
But I promise we're gonna make it
Don't be sad, don't be afraid
I will carry you through the ocean
I'm gonna take you away from this place
Someday
If I don't want to take your picture
I'm not trying to cause a scene
It's just that I'm afraid when I take the lens away
You'll disappear and it will all have been a dream
But I promise we're gonna make it
Don't be sad, don't be afraid
I will carry you through the ocean
I'm gonna take you away from this place
Someday.
