Noir
Don't wait around for me in your hometown
You took too long, I danced our song
All by myself
You see, hope, in the end
Just drags down a friend
Who needs to know how to get so
Frequently bent
And until whatever led you here's unlikely to be found
You won't know how it keeps the space so clear
All because you keep on making the sound
And they won't be coming round
When the years are wearing us down
So don't bear that frown back in our hometown
You were not wrong, I heard your song
By somebody else
You took too long, I danced our song
All by myself
You see, hope, in the end
Just drags down a friend
Who needs to know how to get so
Frequently bent
And until whatever led you here's unlikely to be found
You won't know how it keeps the space so clear
All because you keep on making the sound
And they won't be coming round
When the years are wearing us down
So don't bear that frown back in our hometown
You were not wrong, I heard your song
By somebody else
Credits
Writer(s): Ben Young
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