Lyrics Diviners – Favourite Mistake

She comes from a foreign land
With beauty like the dessert sand
A cool breeze slipping through my hand
I tried understand

She comes from a foreign land
With beauty like the dessert sand
A cool breeze slipping through my hand
I tried understand
How
She’s my favourite mistake
She’s my favourite mistake

She comes from a foreign land
With beauty like the dessert sand
A cool breeze slipping through my hand
I tried understand
How
She’s my favourite mistake
She’s my favourite mistake