Talk to Me Like the Sea
All this short summer night long
I've been waiting for you
Just to give me a sign
That you feel this way too
There are people on the streets for the weekend
But I don't hear them
There are others I could meet for the weekend
But I don't see them
Talk to me like the sea
Makes me want to get out of the city
Talk to me like the sea
Makes me want to get out of the city
I have a dream, of an inky blue sea
You could give up your job and go there with me
I know we'd miss the football and the dancing
There's always something
And you'd worry that the people here'd be talking
But that's nothing
Talk to me like the sea
Makes me want to get out of the city
Talk to me like the sea
Makes me want to get out of the city
In the morning I sit on the train and wonder
If I can go through all this again you know
I feel like staying till the end of the line this time
This time, this time, this time
We come to fight and dream
In this fairground of a town
Through the sweet and sickly streets
From the airless undergrounds
While the planes fly out of Heathrow
Taking people late at night
To where the fields are like Australia
In the early morning light
Talk to me like the sea
Makes me want to get out of the city
Talk to me like the sea
Makes me want to get out of the city
Talk to me like the sea
In the morning I sit on the train
Talk to me like the sea
Hey hey hey
Talk to me like the sea
In the morning I sit on the train
Talk to me like the sea
Oh oh yeah
Talk to me like the sea
Oh yeah, I sit on the train
Talk to me like the sea
I've been waiting for you
Just to give me a sign
That you feel this way too
There are people on the streets for the weekend
But I don't hear them
There are others I could meet for the weekend
But I don't see them
Talk to me like the sea
Makes me want to get out of the city
Talk to me like the sea
Makes me want to get out of the city
I have a dream, of an inky blue sea
You could give up your job and go there with me
I know we'd miss the football and the dancing
There's always something
And you'd worry that the people here'd be talking
But that's nothing
Talk to me like the sea
Makes me want to get out of the city
Talk to me like the sea
Makes me want to get out of the city
In the morning I sit on the train and wonder
If I can go through all this again you know
I feel like staying till the end of the line this time
This time, this time, this time
We come to fight and dream
In this fairground of a town
Through the sweet and sickly streets
From the airless undergrounds
While the planes fly out of Heathrow
Taking people late at night
To where the fields are like Australia
In the early morning light
Talk to me like the sea
Makes me want to get out of the city
Talk to me like the sea
Makes me want to get out of the city
Talk to me like the sea
In the morning I sit on the train
Talk to me like the sea
Hey hey hey
Talk to me like the sea
In the morning I sit on the train
Talk to me like the sea
Oh oh yeah
Talk to me like the sea
Oh yeah, I sit on the train
Talk to me like the sea
Credits
Writer(s): Ben Watt
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