Drizzly days and smoking out your window
Sand in our sandwiches and hanging out at bus stops
Old black and white films and hiding in wardrobes
And hoping to find that other world
That other world
Lime chordial and puzzles and pieces of me
You promise, "I'll be there with frayed hats and heels"
Just don't look now
No, don't look now
Please...
Dismal Sundays
Sticky jam doughnuts and staring into mirrors
Showing ceilings whilst walking down dark corridors
And hoping to find that other world
That other world
Lime chordial and puzzles and pieces of me
You promise, "I'll be there with frayed hats and heels"
Just don't look now
No, don't look now
Please...
That other world
That other world
Lime chordial and puzzles and pieces of me
You promise, "I'll be there with frayed hats and heels"
Just don't look now
No, don't look now
Please...
Drizzly days and smoking out your window
Sand in our sandwiches and hanging out at bus stops