I think we’ve met

I used to be you

Hat full of feather’s

All my dreams come true

I was sure it would last

Like you are now

This life’s not yours it’s all just borrowed

Take a drink put the glass back down

Have a smoke. Let yourself come

This life’s not. Yours it’s all just borrowed

I see the future coming over the hill

Dressed in my Sunday best no dreams left to kill

I’ll be your baby if you wanna be mine tonight

Don’t look surprised

I been here before

Boots made of leather

One foot out the door

So hold that rail and don’t look down

This life’s not yours it’s all just borrowed

Take a drink put the glass back down

Have a smoke. Let yourself come

This life’s not. Yours it’s all just borrowed

I see the future coming over the hill

Dressed in my Sunday best no dreams left to kill

I’ll be your baby if you wanna be mine tonight

Lemonade and rain has left you looking pale were you never told it’s ok to fail

Dreams are only real when they’re said out loud. This life’s not yours it’s all just borrowed

I see the future coming over the hill

Dressed in my Sunday best no dreams left to kill

I’ll be your baby if you wanna be mine tonight