Tip Toes

Now I'm coming up like the sun

When we were 18 you'd said we'd meet up when were 30

And see where the land lies

But now we're fucked 'cause there isn't landlines

And I don't have your email, just the oh-one-six-one and then some

But if you can hear this

Then my sister's got a number for dresses

Table tennis shoes at the cash register

Then I register just how much you mean

Turning me on like a fragile wind

Turning into a steam train

Slow knocking me down and taking me on to the next place

Turn me on to the next phase

Now I'm coming up like the sun

Like at July morning at yours

You've got both hands flat down on the window frame

And I am, I am right behind you

And you are, you are on your tip toes

Your tip toes, you are on your tip toes

The thrill of the thigh as it lies against mine

Underneath the duvet, under the cover of the night

A first time if there ever was one

Making plans in our heads, creating history in your bed

That no one will ever be aware of except the gods and next door

Now I'm coming up like the sun

Like at July morning at yours

You've got both hands flat down on the window frame

And I am, I am right behind you

And you are, you are on your tip toes

Your tip toes, you are on your tip toes

Now I'm coming up like the sun

You've got both hands flat down on the window frame

And I am, I am right behind you

And you are, you are on your tip toes

Your tip toes, you are on your tip toes