I could be wrong
You could be right
But I'd like to believe
This is love at first sight
Although I know looks can be deciving
We could make love
All of the time
Tell me your mine
Oh, give me a sign
To your general direction
Of how you show affection gentle lady
Maybe it's a sign of our times
Maybe it's a sign of our times
Here is my house
Here is my car
Here's my piano
Here's my guitar
And if we're equally as clever
We can put our things together
And have everything
I want to live
A simple life
White picket fences
And calico nights
So won't you meet me at the chapel
Cause our eyes are filled with apples, be my lady
Maybe it's a sign of our times
Maybe it's a sign of our times
I could be wrong
You could be right
But I'd like to believe
This is love at first sight
Although I know looks can be deciving
Maybe it's a sign of our times