Cold Feet
I saw you in the street
Left me in a state of wondering
If you even noticed me
Acting like a nervous teen
I got you on demand
Like a dream to have you on my arm
But even if you wanted to
I was gonna need a bit of proof
There's a space for me
On the edge of your seat
Where you wanted me to sit
Where you wanted me to sit
But my will is weak
And I'm tired of cold feet
Thought you wanted it to last
Thought you wanted it to last
In the golden afternoon
I can hear you in the other room
Fixing things with cellotape
Bound together by the mess you make
But no-one ever sees
You glow in the face like a stolen beam of the sun
You know I don't need anyone
I just wanna have a drink or two
There's a space for me
On the edge of your seat
Where you wanted me to sit
Where you wanted me to sit
But my will is weak
And I'm tired of cold feet
Thought you wanted it to last
Thought you wanted it to last
There's a space for me
On the edge of your seat
Where you wanted me to sit
Where you wanted me to sit
But my will is weak
And I'm tired of cold feet
Thought you wanted it to last
Thought you wanted it to last
And the road you lead
Is so convincing
Well the audience laughed
Well the audience wept
Going home next week
And I'm tired of cold feet
Thought you wanted it to last
Thought you wanted it to last
Left me in a state of wondering
If you even noticed me
Acting like a nervous teen
I got you on demand
Like a dream to have you on my arm
But even if you wanted to
I was gonna need a bit of proof
There's a space for me
On the edge of your seat
Where you wanted me to sit
Where you wanted me to sit
But my will is weak
And I'm tired of cold feet
Thought you wanted it to last
Thought you wanted it to last
In the golden afternoon
I can hear you in the other room
Fixing things with cellotape
Bound together by the mess you make
But no-one ever sees
You glow in the face like a stolen beam of the sun
You know I don't need anyone
I just wanna have a drink or two
There's a space for me
On the edge of your seat
Where you wanted me to sit
Where you wanted me to sit
But my will is weak
And I'm tired of cold feet
Thought you wanted it to last
Thought you wanted it to last
There's a space for me
On the edge of your seat
Where you wanted me to sit
Where you wanted me to sit
But my will is weak
And I'm tired of cold feet
Thought you wanted it to last
Thought you wanted it to last
And the road you lead
Is so convincing
Well the audience laughed
Well the audience wept
Going home next week
And I'm tired of cold feet
Thought you wanted it to last
Thought you wanted it to last
Credits
Writer(s): Liam Mullane Finn
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