Heather Nova - Paper Cup

Wishful thinking I might be yours
Drifting on every step
I'm always drawn to the dark horse
Sweet sweet nothing's said

And every dream is just a dream after all
And everything stands so still when you dance
Everything spins so fast
And the night's in a paper cup
When you want it to last

Wishful thinking you might be mine
Every shiver sends
One breath under the bridge of sighs
Bending where the river bends

And every dream is just a dream, afterall

And everything stands so still when you dance
Everything spins so fast
And the night's in a paper cup
When you want it to last