Another day dawn's grey. It's enough to make me spit. But we go on our way. Just putting up with it. And when I try to make my. Feelings known to you.
She said "Do these seats fold down". I said "If you pull that handle". All the time she'd been waiting for. Something with a little more. And all her mates on the new estates.
Whisper under my breath, say a little prayer. Same as I do every time, I step into the sun's bright glare. I am just a farm boy, lived up on the hill.
Another day dawns grey, it's enough to make me spit. But we go on our way, just putting up with it. And when I try to make my feelings known to you. You sound like you have changed from red to blue.