I've got shaky hands After one night dreaming Didn't fit my plans To listen to your breathing
Down Maid Marian Way Or Lenton Avenue I don't know what to say If I'm next to you
Must be a hybrid of places A Roman theater raises On English kind of weather Next to the coast I'm blending both together The cities that mean to you the most
I'm standing on a hill Until you come out from the mist And then we
I'm standing on a hill Until you come out from the mist And then we kiss
Oh, it never felt so sane I'm so confused Oh, it feels like time for a change But I don't need this to be known
I'm standing on a hill Until you come out from the mist And then we
I'm standing on a hill Until you come out from the mist And then we kiss