Great Expectations

And if it rains all day Call on you, I'll call on you Like I used to Slide down beside and wrap you in stories Tailored entirely for you I'll remind you We exchanged a vow I love you, I always will (Ooh) A call girl with yesterday eyes Was our witness and priest Stockport supporters club kindly supplied us a choir Your vow was your smile As we move down the aisle Of the last bus home And this is where I go Just when it rains Blinking and stoned Rain in your hair You only smoke 'Cause it's something to share Singing, "Bring on the night To have and to hold The sodium light turning silver to gold." Spitfire thin and strung like a violin, I was Yours was the face with a grace from a different age But you were the sun in my Sunday morning You were the sun in my Sunday morning Telling me never to go So I'll live on the smile And move down the aisle Of the last bus home And if you're running late This is where I'll go Know I'll always wait