R&B on a BBC blue eyed star on MVR. Did your dreams across the sea. The mountain leads massively. Look at all the English gals. Singing American soul.
Fishin' in the sea of song. Sometimes stormy. Sometimes calm. Sometimes nothing gets done. And you're under the gun. . Starin' at the sun. I've been sittin' here for days.
I was a paperboy back when there was paperboys. But stores and record shops. I made the conver but I can't pay the bank. What's more important is building a brand.
Your smoking gun was lying in my arms. When you told me to keep it hid. I thought it'd best if we just stay in. But I must confess I did not confess. .
It hurts, love hurts. Words, there are no words. I was sorry then, I'm sorry now. I'm sorry that I let you down, I let you down. . I'm aflood with disaster.