Before leaving get to the bar. No one round here makes you pay. Never very good at goodbyes. So gentle shoulder charge. Love you mate. . Love you mate.
Lost in a lullaby. Side of the road. Melt in a memory. Slide in a solitude. Not 'til I can read by the moon. Am I going anywhere. Not 'til I can read by the moon.
They're pacing Piccadilly in packs again. And moaning for the mercy of a never come rain. The sun's had enough and the simmering sky. Has the heave and the hue of a woman on fire.
Flying dream 143. I stretched out my arms. And my feet left the floor. And how all fifteen (ahem) stone flew to you. I don't know. . Related. . 23 Boy Band Slow Jams That Made You Believe In Love.
All the fallen angels. Roostin' in this place. Count back the weeks on worried fingers. Virgin mother whatserface. . You don't need to sleep alone. You bring the house down.