Pencil Drawn

This fading sky looks like The back of my mind Where everything is drawn with pencil I see windmills and pylons Streetlights not yet switched on All this metal can be drawn with pencil When I stay all alone There's not much that can go wrong But if I say how much comfort that brings me It might never be the same I start drifting into another daydream And the lights start coming back on And I can't help thinking it's a shame Cause I love those moments in between Remembering things completely or Feeling any way fully Leaving the country for the city Me with you and me with me So as the lights start coming back on I can't help thinking it's a shame Would I still love those moments in between If they didn't always end so quickly? My favourite memories too They're all moments that I knew Would be over soon But I'll put that to The back of my mind The back of my mind again The back of my mind The back of my mind again