Lyrics Fine Wine - Saint Motel

Ooh-ooh-ooh
Fine wine
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Fine wine

It can get lonely chasing a rainbow
With no one around at that pot of gold
And since I met you I can't be without you
Some call it "true love" is what I've been told

And sometimes it's scary predicting the future
Sometimes I worry you won't be around
We're not in a hurry, there's too much to do here
Our bodies will age, but we'll never grow old

Ooh-ooh-ooh
Fine wine
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Fine wine
You get better, and better, and better
And better, and better, and better with time

Like a dancer trapped in a medley
It's hard to get out when you're taking a spin
A series of moments, the Earth keeps spinning
Day after day, it feels like we just begin

And sometimes it's crazy to watch you get closer
A trip to the rainbow, to a pot of gold
We're not in a hurry, there's too much to do here
Our bodies will age, but we'll never grow old

Our bodies will age, but we'll never grow old
We'll keep on running 'til we run out of road
Our bodies will age, but we'll never grow old
We'll keep on running 'til we run out of road
Our bodies will age, but we'll never grow old
We'll keep on running 'til we run out of road

Ooh-ooh-ooh
Fine wine
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Fine wine
You get better, and better, and better
And better, and better, and better with time

Ooh-ooh-ooh
Fine wine
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Fine wine
You get better, and better, and better
And better, and better, and better with time