I walk barefoot on this field of thorns
Until my dress is ripped and torn
I behave like all those fools
Forgetting the rules
When I see you coming 'cross the street
Shimmering in the sultry heat
I just fall down on my knees
Forgetting the rules
-
I will blow money on dresses
And listen to all your confessions
Forgetting the rules-
of love
You were summer, I was green
You possessed me, like a dream
We were swaying in the spotlight beam
Forgetting the rules
I walk barefoot on this field of thorns
Till my dress is ripped and torn
I behave like all those fools
Forgetting the rules
I will blow money on dresses
And listen to all your confessions
Forgetting the rules
Forgetting the rules
Forgetting the rules
Of love
In my dreams
In my obsessions
In every sin
Of my confessions
Forgetting the rules
Forgetting the rules
Forgetting the rules
Of love