Pistachio

30 alabaster pearls He let his hair dry into curls His eyes made of pistachio His skin the sun, her body snow He looked at her, she looked at him Her eyes were made of cinnamon They never felt this way before Big town / small record store Their life had turned into a whirl Pistachioboy and Ambergirl Their summeryears yet to enjoy Ambergirl, Pistachioboy Their life had turned into a whirl Pistachioboy and Ambergirl Their summeryears yet to enjoy Ambergirl, Pistachioboy He was the sky, she was a maze He got lost inside her gaze Like a painting on the wall Persian carpets on the floor He felt like a paperkite Her heart danced like dust in light Days were short, the hours long Mocha / and celadon Their life had turned into a whirl Pistachioboy and Ambergirl Their summeryears yet to enjoy Ambergirl, Pistachioboy Their life had turned into a whirl Pistachioboy and Ambergirl Their summeryears yet to enjoy Ambergirl, Pistachioboy