its a house warming party with cold cold rooms and i wander i wander the hallways looking for my shoes i remember your tongue in my mouth its a house warming party with cold cold rooms and i wander i wander the hallways looking for my shoes i remember your tongue in my mouth so i could not speak the truth although the words wanted out my tongue was tied to you whoa were going down with my mouth on your neck and our heads in the clouds sugar sugar sugar we are a honeycomb love affair its true our love was simple so when they try to complicate it who cares its none of their beeswax try to get back to the way we felt before it was like that when hope was a memory soon its an army of doves that i got flying at my back for love whoa were going down with my mouth on your neck and our heads in the clouds whoa as your faith fades out you should know hope is still on the prowl hope is still on the prowl its a pool a pool party with chlorine in my nose and we find we find each others bodies while were losing all our clothes try to get back to the love that we knew was always there before combat but there aint no sides see cause hope is enough its enough well keep our heads above the water for love whoa were going down with my mouth on your neck and our heads in the clouds whoa as your faith fades out you should know hope is still on the prowl hope is still on the prowl