Blackened oars in
The great, great one
Pick a low number and go
Decorating my doorway, decorating my walls
Making the bed, looking forward to sleep
Letting myself fall
Sorry for my dreams
I just didn`t know
How long you could wait
doesn`t matter now
Scrambling over it
My knees all skinned
and trees in my hair
Tired old eyes
Feeling young and scared
I`d never have owned this
without this time with you
I`ll never have wanted
to not have what we went through
Sorry for my dreams
I just didn`t know
How long you could wait
doesn`t matter now
So won`t you go
Lie to yr love, just go
Creep up on girls alone
Alone
Just go