Laughter
If you were me what you do different
If God granted you access to my soul
With all of the choices I'm faced with
I guess it's not something I'm meant to know
Do I recall the first I love you?
Unfortunately I do
The truth uttered in French
A passionate moment materialized in awkwardness
So much laughter time seemed to wait
For each stupid moment that our lips were intimate
Disappear into the glory days
Seems an appropriate fate
Why now turn around and
Untangle those Christmas lights
And put right our love which is attic-bound
Whilst my heart is in lost and found
There's space here in between my eyes
For a third occupant
To reside
Do I recall the first I miss you?
Not at all, such a quiet constant
For which the price is time
Which is a shame, for as currencies go
It's my current least favourite
So much laughter time seemed to wait
For each stupid moment our lips were intimate
Disappear into the glory days
Seems an appropriate fate
Why now turn around and
Untangle those Christmas lights
And put right our love which is attic-bound
Whilst my heart is in lost and found
If you could be polite
And take everything that offers itself to you
Even the broken bits I'm sure will have their use
Even the broken bits I'm sure will have their use
Even the broken bits I'm sure will have their use
Even the broken bits I'm sure will
Even the broken bits I'm sure will have their use
Even the broken
If God granted you access to my soul
With all of the choices I'm faced with
I guess it's not something I'm meant to know
Do I recall the first I love you?
Unfortunately I do
The truth uttered in French
A passionate moment materialized in awkwardness
So much laughter time seemed to wait
For each stupid moment that our lips were intimate
Disappear into the glory days
Seems an appropriate fate
Why now turn around and
Untangle those Christmas lights
And put right our love which is attic-bound
Whilst my heart is in lost and found
There's space here in between my eyes
For a third occupant
To reside
Do I recall the first I miss you?
Not at all, such a quiet constant
For which the price is time
Which is a shame, for as currencies go
It's my current least favourite
So much laughter time seemed to wait
For each stupid moment our lips were intimate
Disappear into the glory days
Seems an appropriate fate
Why now turn around and
Untangle those Christmas lights
And put right our love which is attic-bound
Whilst my heart is in lost and found
If you could be polite
And take everything that offers itself to you
Even the broken bits I'm sure will have their use
Even the broken bits I'm sure will have their use
Even the broken bits I'm sure will have their use
Even the broken bits I'm sure will
Even the broken bits I'm sure will have their use
Even the broken
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Writer(s): Ashley Garrod
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