Two lazy dreamers on a winter's night 
Making plans for the spring 
You paint a picture while I put away my clothes 
A crooked couple standing side by side 
Is that you? 
Is that me? 
We laugh in circles and we dream of some place to go 

We'll sleep on roof tops 
We'll ride on bicycles 
Maybe we'll get married 
Don't you want to, sweetie? 

With so much talent you're not fit for this world 
You're an actress, there's no screen 
A couple movies now you're stuck in this broadway show 
Sink full of dishes and a dirty face 
Where's the passion? 
Talk is cheap 
We laugh in circles then we turn the lights down low 

We'll sleep on roof tops 
We'll ride on bicycles 
Maybe we'll get married 
Don't you want to, sweetie? 

We hear some music 
Coming from the street down below 
And the melody carries 
Won't you sing with me, sweetie? 
Won't you sing with me, la, la, la, la, la... 

I hope I can love you 
Just like you deserve to be 
Tell me what you're feeling 
Don't you want to, sweetie?