So, the sun is curling to go to sleep
You can rest your head on me
We'll take a slow walk through a philharmonic dream
As we curse the working week
And Lord knows time is not on our side
So throw your hand up in the sky
And wave goodbye
Wave goodbye
And conversations bounce around, like satellites
You're the only thing in sight
In the bathroom mirror eyes are emerald glazed
Feel like we've been her for three days
And Lord knows time is not on our side
So throw your hand up in the sky
And wave goodbye
Wave goodbye
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