Vintage

White dress in a window
Next day you went out and bought it for me
Laid it out when I came home as a surprise, just so unexpectedly
I said, "It's perfect
And for me, there's no one else that gets me quite the way you do"

You get away with words, hit straight to my core
Even though I never felt this type of thing before
We were building memories, although I know we never realised
We were falling into life

Like an old book, or a movie on a Sunday afternoon
I wanna stay here, please don't let it end too soon
Like a slow dance to that song from when we first met
Since that day, I knew every single minute
That love is new when it feels like vintage

Corner of St. Martin's Lane
If I close my eyes, I'm standing there again
Wondering what was going on inside your mind
Hoping that you thought the same as mine
I think you're perfect
And I don't want no one else to get me quite the way you do

Like an old book, or a movie on a Sunday afternoon
I wanna stay here, please don't let it end too soon
Like a slow dance to that song from when we first met
Since that day I knew, every single minute
That love is new when it feels like vintage

You got a way with words, hit straight to my core
Even though I never felt this type of thing before
We were building memories, although I know we never realised
We were falling into life

Like an old book, or a movie on a Sunday afternoon
I wanna stay here, please don't let it end too soon
Like a slow dance to that song from when we first met
Since that day, I knew every single minute
That love is new when it feels like vintage

Ah, ah-ah
Love is new when it feels like vintage



Credits
Writer(s): Victoria Louise Lott, Jean-yves G. Ducornet, Dave Gibson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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