Too Good to be True

Made some breakfast, made some love This is what dreams are made of On a cloudy Monday morning Summer's gone, and you're still here For both of us, it's been a year A tidal wave without a warning Please don't make me regret Opening up that part of myself That I've been scared to give again Be good to me, and I'll be good to you But please don't be too good to be true In my mind, we're in New York You had never been before But, baby, now it's our town I'll admit that I'm in deep That I don't know how else to be And I don't wanna slow down Please don't make me regret Opening up that part of myself That I've been scared to give again Be good to me, and I'll be good to you But please don't be too good to be true Oh, mm Oh-oh, mm Made some breakfast, made some love If this is what dreams are made of Please don't wake me