Sunday Driver - Valentine текст песни

Words on a faded
Valentine
pink hearts and roses and
verses that rhyme
Seem too sentimental
to be mine
all tied up all filed away
to bide the time
when all my days
and all my nights
these thoughts of you
go spinning round like
satellites they do

You're not one for moonlit
serenades
or strings of false promises
lightly made
In moonlight where shadows
come and go
my words spelled out
what you should know
and all my days
and all my nights
these thoughts of you
go spinning round like
satellites they do

All good intentions
come undone
rules melt like candyfloss
on my tongue
Straight letters stepping
out of line
A bittersweet
waste of time
when all my days
and all my nights
these thoughts of you
go spinning round like
satellites all day
and all night
these thoughts of you
go round and round
and round and round
and round and round
and round and round
and round and round
and round...