Choking on a wishbone,
In the firing line of lovers,
Who will never slow down.
And I won't let you steer,
Comandere the atmosphere,
Since you suggested running away,
It's romantic.
Hit the redial,
Maybe we can sigh a while,
Save our second wind for sentimental warm weather.
Four forever,
Two together,
We'll play dead,
We'll play dead.
Should we make believe you remember me
From a holiday delayed by a storm?
Should we chance our arms alarms
To set high noon until the shiver in the river is gone?
Hoping you might whistle,
Get all dizzy 'cause I found the reason why you're around,
If I won't stay sincere talk you through the tangles.
Can you chase me till you my feet touch the ground,
And go dancing,
Tambourin style walking in a single file,
You whisper half thoughts to me.
Should we make believe you remember me
From a holiday delayed by a storm?
Should we chance our arms arms
Set to high noon until the shiver in the river is gone?
1 | Heart It Races |
2 | Escapee |
3 | Hold Music |
4 | That Beep |
5 | Like A Call |
6 | The Owls Go |
7 | Dream A Little Crazy |
8 | Debbie |
9 | In The Future |
10 | Maybe You Can Owe Me |