Aereogramme - Golden Hiding Places текст песни

A summer of golden hiding places
A summer of empty streets
A place of love, boredom
And release

Predictably wrought with thoughts and questions
Circumstance and plans
Why you're away from me
I don't quite understand

A summer of golden hiding places
A gun in my hand
I love you
I need you right away

Predictably wrought with thoughts and questions
Circumstance and plans
Why you wait for me
I don't quite understand