All grown up in mud coloured trench coats They looked world-weary through glasses the size of Globes Time turned slower then And you were one of them But with a hint of delicacy You wore a periwinkle shirt to tea
This is not how we're gonna save the world This is why you are my favourite spy
Do you run do you dance do you like boys or girls you had a hint of sophistication you wore a hint of a smile With your fingers thin and pale And the blue veins Ran in to your shirt Ran in to your cup I followed them up Where do I begin You were tall as a tree And light as its shadow
This is not how we're gonna save the world This is why you are my favourite spy
You were flipping through the papers With your piano-players hands what exactly was the purpose of that phone-call you made" I asked you: „Do you play an instrument?" How you must have been slim In your prime Now you're on top of your game And you could have gone both ways Become old and plump and weak Become old and bony and mean Say „Do you run? Do you dance? Do you like Boys or girls" And you never answered that question That’s why you are my favourite spy that there is no wrong nor right And that's why I / finally told you everything The night before they shot you in the morning
This is not how we're gonna save the world This is why you were my favourite spy