viernes, 1 de noviembre de 2013

Have you got colour in your cheeks? Do you ever get that fear that you can't shift the tide that sticks around like summat in your teeth? Are there some aces up your sleeve? Have you no idea that you're in deep?

I've dreamt about you nearly every night this week.

How many secrets can you keep? 

'Cause there's this tune I found
 that makes me think of you somehow 
and I play it on repeat 
until I fall asleep

Spilling drinks on my settee.

Do I wanna know if this feeling flows both ways? Sad to see you go. I've started hoping that you'd stay. Didn't we both know that the nights were mainly made for saying things that you can't say tomorrow day?

Crawling back to you

Ever thought of calling 
when you've had a few? 'Cause I always do.
Maybe I'm too busy being yours 
to fall for somebody new.
Now I've thought it through.

Crawling back to you.

So have you got the goods? Been wondering if your heart's still open and if so I wanna know what time it shuts. Simmer down and pucker up. 

I'm sorry to interrupt
it's just I'm constantly on the cusp 
of trying to kiss you.
I don't know if you feel the same as I do.
We could be together if you wanted to.


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