You were so young and chasing feelings
I was so unprepared
You wanted nothing more than being
The answer to my prayers
We said we'd go to Santorini
Breathe in the Grecian air
But lately, baby, I've been thinking
We'll never make it there
You wanted more than just to see me
I love the way you'd stare
Trace constellations on the ceiling
While you would wash your hair
To Amsterdam or New York City
You didn't really care
But lately, baby, I've been thinking
We'll nеver make it therе
Wanted to go to Santorini
Think you should be aware
That lately, baby, I've been thinking
We'll never make it there
'Cause lately, baby, I've been thinking
We'll never make it there
