Super Honeymoon - Owl City

Glamour and fashion models and magazines
A striking runway entrance
Beauty and passion, stardust and high class scenes
Of popular teens
When I lived in Denver, I met a millionaire
With ribbons in her blonde hair
I still remember, she was like a princess
Straight from a dreamy castle in the air

So lovely
She was everything to me

Both alone in the dark, we longed to see the sun
Rise over the Bering Strait
I was sick of the west when I turned 21
So I moved to the Sunshine State
We played golf on the moon, and tennis on the sun
Like athletes of the afternoon
The solar flares burned my arms, and made her makeup run
On our super lunar honeymoon

I was the youngest son of a congressman
And everything was my fault
She was a gymnast, happily swinging
On the uneven bars, tucked in a somersault

So lovely
She was everything to me
So lovely
She was everything to me

Both alone in the dark, we longed to see the sun
Rise over the Bering Strait
I was sick of the west when I turned 21
So I moved to the Sunshine State
We played golf on the moon, and tennis on the sun
Like athletes of the afternoon
The solar flares burned my arms, and made her makeup run
On our super lunar honeymoon