Not a Care
You wait, by the hand me down stairs
From my bedroom bleak and bare
And your name's written on the corner of my forehead again
We haven't got a second to spare
Cause you leave behind the fragrance of your love
Kiss me in the morning sun
And your smile's so wild, I never know quite where we'll end up
Each night, with you there
So land in my bed
We fall so hard again
With sand in our hair
And dance down the street
Let the purple sunset lap upon your heels
Not a care
Can we stretch out the days that never end
Satellites woke me late at night
And your slopes that I'd slip down to your edge
Like an avalanche putting up a fight
Cause you hand me down the label of your love
Misting in the morning sun
Grab your pillow, pack a bag for tomorrow
We'll be back when the tide is right
So land in my bed
We fall so hard again
With sand in our hair
And dance down the street
Let the purple sunset lap upon your heels
Not a care
All the traffic lights are blooming like
Roses leaves and dandelions
You flash a smile, I quote a line
Tear through the streets, your hand in mine
Would you ever guess we're in the midst
Of an ever so gradual apocalypse
Little pessimist give me a twist
Tear through the sheets and kiss my lips
And I'll leave behind the fragrance of my love
Are you worried?
Not a care
From my bedroom bleak and bare
And your name's written on the corner of my forehead again
We haven't got a second to spare
Cause you leave behind the fragrance of your love
Kiss me in the morning sun
And your smile's so wild, I never know quite where we'll end up
Each night, with you there
So land in my bed
We fall so hard again
With sand in our hair
And dance down the street
Let the purple sunset lap upon your heels
Not a care
Can we stretch out the days that never end
Satellites woke me late at night
And your slopes that I'd slip down to your edge
Like an avalanche putting up a fight
Cause you hand me down the label of your love
Misting in the morning sun
Grab your pillow, pack a bag for tomorrow
We'll be back when the tide is right
So land in my bed
We fall so hard again
With sand in our hair
And dance down the street
Let the purple sunset lap upon your heels
Not a care
All the traffic lights are blooming like
Roses leaves and dandelions
You flash a smile, I quote a line
Tear through the streets, your hand in mine
Would you ever guess we're in the midst
Of an ever so gradual apocalypse
Little pessimist give me a twist
Tear through the sheets and kiss my lips
And I'll leave behind the fragrance of my love
Are you worried?
Not a care
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Writer(s): Louis Freeman
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