Have you got colour in your cheeks? Do you ever get that fear that you can't shift the tide that sticks around like something in your teeth? Hiding some aces up your sleeve Have you got no idea that you're in deep? I've dreamt about you nearly every night this week How many secrets can you keep? Cos' there's this tune I found that makes me think of you somehow And I play it on repeat Until I fall asleep Spilling drinks on my settee