Lyrics

I swear it won't take too long Switching everything that you can I will not keep you long Just leaving every phone on the latch Fill out the form Just staring, staring at the door To the reeds, to the moment you cared To the reeds, to the moment you cared Just leaving every phone on the latch You're leaving every phone on the latch You didn't see me go I cut the ropes like a mountaineer 'Cause the thing is I don't Want a 40 minute flashback to a tender year I didn't say it enough But I felt I could find you any day Hanging halfway out the fire-door of your favourite place Clear out the attic room I'm fixing everything that I can I've not seen your hair this long Since Cornwall, when you thought you were mad I saw you talk to the radio, with it turned down low To the waves, to the moment you cared To the waves, to the moment you- You didn't see me go I cut the ropes like a mountaineer 'Cause the thing is I don't Want a 40 minute flashback to a tender year I didn't say it enough But I felt I could find you any day Hanging halfway out the fire-door of your favourite place
Writer(s): George Hasbury, Jack Ratcliffe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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