Sixpence none the richer

Kiss me, out of the bearded barley

Nightly, beside the green, green grass

Swing, swing, swing the spining step.

You wear those shoes and I will wear that dress.

Oh, Kiss me beneath the milky twilight Lead me

out on the moonlight floor Lift your open hand

Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance

silver moon's sparking So kiss me.

Kiss me down by the broken tree house

Swing me upon its hanging tire

Bring, bring, bring your flowered hat

We'll take the trail marked on your father's map.

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight Lead me

out on the moonlit floor Lift your open hand

Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance

silver moon's sparking So kiss me.

Oh, kiss me beneath the milky twilight Lead me

out on the moonlit Lift your open hand

Strike up the band make the fireflies dance

silver moon's sparking So kiss me

So kiss me So kiss me