Places

I'm not so sure of much anymore
But when she looks at me: I've never been more certain
A pair of alabaster eyes locked on me through
My fogged up glasses
And no: I've never been more in love

An aurora bathed mountain top
A sun drenched vine in the valley below
The surf on a windy day
The pattern on her dress that I think I should know
I wonder if I'm worth her time, so I
Think of a city in the south where we're sat drinking wine
Of all the things creation's spun
If I had to choose at all then I'd only choose one

Each silky sift of your moonlight skin
Like I was dying of thirst I would drink it all in
Lovely liquorice, baby
Are you tickleish
The only one to grant my wish is you
Is you
Is you

An aurora bathed mountain top
A sun drenched vine in the valley below
The surf on a windy day
The pattern on her dress that I think I should know
I wonder if I'm worth her time, so I
Think of a city in the south where we're sat drinking wine
Of all the things creation's spun
If I had to choose at all then I'd only choose one

Laa la la laa
Laa la la laa laa
Laa la la laa



Credits
Writer(s): Dominic William Jean-luc Jones
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