Brian Wilson, 1960 and Vine
Summer kisses
In a Pendleton shirt, songs and gentle words
Granted wishes

When you look in my eyes, I go soft inside
And the sound of your voice sends shivers up my spine
And at the slightest touch, we're in love
You and me and the moon

In a cool gay bar where the people are entertaining
When the sun clocks in, we'll still be talking
And champagning
Underneath the strobe lights, we can dance all night
I'm a little bit shy, you're easy on the eye
And at the slightest touch, we're in love
You and me and the moon

When you look in my eyes, I go soft inside
And the sound of your voice sends shivers up my spine
And at the slightest touch, we're in love
You and me and the moon