Из альбома: Drawn to Revolving Doors
A weekend in Harwich
The summer air in June
Jimmy Stuart is in my head
Throwing ropes around the moon
Im wanting to touch you
Leave you calling out my name
Get lost in the mood with you
So well never go back there the same
Let the world disappear
Until there's nothing but you and I my dear
Wont we be something?
A weekend in Boston
The fall air in our clothes
Ill get lost in this bed with you
And never find my way home
So turn down the lights
And keep Sade playing low
All the places that youve never been
Is where I want to go
Let the world disappear
Until there's nothing but you and I my dear
Wont we be something?
Don't let the outside world in
Its just you and I tonight
And I'd love more than anything
To wake with you here by my side