Emergency Contact
So we walked down along Broadway, your hand in mine, as though it were nothing
We sat by the river and watched the boats go by
You looked into my eyes and made me beam at the crossing
Proud to be walking by your side
Yeah I washed my clothes in the machine with yours like it were unremarkable
Saw your red top tumble with my jeans
And getting used to a life like this, oh is it possible?
'Cause mostly it just feels like a dream
But I could do
My Sunday chores with you
All week long
I wanna be
Put down as your emergency contact at the doctors surgery
But ain't that a dream?
Those old dead poets say that I'd cross the world all just for your kiss
But you and me, lover, we've got the tickets to prove it
But let's be real, a week's not enough, it's just a taster of this
Normal life we could live, if you're into it
But I could do
My Sunday chores with you
All week long
I wanna be
Put down as your emergency contact at the doctors surgery
But ain't that a dream?
Oh yes I could do
All my Sunday chores with you
All week long
I wanna be
Put down as your emergency contact at the doctors surgery
But ain't that a dream
We sat by the river and watched the boats go by
You looked into my eyes and made me beam at the crossing
Proud to be walking by your side
Yeah I washed my clothes in the machine with yours like it were unremarkable
Saw your red top tumble with my jeans
And getting used to a life like this, oh is it possible?
'Cause mostly it just feels like a dream
But I could do
My Sunday chores with you
All week long
I wanna be
Put down as your emergency contact at the doctors surgery
But ain't that a dream?
Those old dead poets say that I'd cross the world all just for your kiss
But you and me, lover, we've got the tickets to prove it
But let's be real, a week's not enough, it's just a taster of this
Normal life we could live, if you're into it
But I could do
My Sunday chores with you
All week long
I wanna be
Put down as your emergency contact at the doctors surgery
But ain't that a dream?
Oh yes I could do
All my Sunday chores with you
All week long
I wanna be
Put down as your emergency contact at the doctors surgery
But ain't that a dream
Credits
Writer(s): Dominic Aaron Johnson, Josh Wolfsohn, Joshua Wilde, Alexander Paul Broadgate, Edward Charles Cross, Samuel David Loveless
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