When I start a word, not just a word The whole world is coming with, so you heard Maybe yes, maybe not Will it be, it won't be Too good to be true When you say it's true, I believe it's true We are going through, still don't have a clue Is it nice? So nice Lots of cries in my eyes Too good to be true A shining and trembling dragonfly Wildberries wait to be sanctified Behold, behold Our love has been grown Stories are written, heard and told Between the paragraph, we are on the float Is it nice? So nice Lots of cries in my eyes Too good to be true Jumping with joy, a singing hare Sassafras smelling in the air Behold, behold Our love has been grown And so on, our travel goes on The destination, we've never known Maybe yes, maybe not Will it be, it won't be Too good to be true Too good to be true