Sunglasses

We'll wash our hands of this city
The one we painted bright gold
And were moving away to Toronto
To follow where my spotlight glows

I get the feeling that you already left a few years ago
You've had one foot out the door since your brother left home
But we're broken and bruised
And I'm always used
But you've held me close

And all the flower children in Kensington
Were calling out a familiar name
And we stood on the bridge
And washed our sins
In the neon lights
And I took my sunglasses off

I'll play the yellow piano on 17th avenue
And let you know which songs are about you
And you look up at the moon
And soak up the light while I soak up you
And I get the feeling that you don't wanna go home
So let's explore this city alone

And you grab my hand
And I don't think you understand
You say my name would be so much prettier
If I took yours
And I can't wait to walk barefoot on our kitchen floors

All the flower children in Kensington
Are calling out a familiar name
And we stood on the bridge
And embraced our sins
In the neon lights
And you took your sunglasses off

You hide your eyes
Because you're always looking into mine