Wet Pavement
The hallway exploded in black as he ran through the door
Pitched and tossed like a public hi-fi balloon
He unfolds himself, he unfolds himself to her
And he trusts her like nobody else
But she runs through the streets like bad weather
Bad weather
Like bad weather
Like bad weather
I bruised your lip with mine, and I don't mind
It's a kaleidoscope of opportunity
Where you don't go, where you don't go
Your potential is everything in this place
Pitched and tossed like a public hi-fi balloon
He unfolds himself, he unfolds himself to her
And he trusts her like nobody else
But she runs through the streets like bad weather
Bad weather
Like bad weather
Like bad weather
I bruised your lip with mine, and I don't mind
It's a kaleidoscope of opportunity
Where you don't go, where you don't go
Your potential is everything in this place
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Writer(s): Richard Rossi
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