JONATHAN

Hardly been gone a minute and I’m dreaming that you’re still here
I want to know, what did you think of that thing you saw
From the side of the bus?
And how long were you explaining it to Jonathan
Before he listened? Was there frost on the window?
Was the sun in your eyes?

Talking to myself again and I think I’ve heard enough
My world’s at a loose end lately, won’t you come and tie it up?

Honey, you’re salt and butter, early morning
Indecision about which colour lipstick, wearing your hair up or down
I hang on your every word like a postcard from abroad
You’re all the songs I haven’t heard before
Girl, you’re a secret that I can’t keep from speaking out loud
Like there’s nobody around

The world’s at a loose end babe, what do you say we tie it up
Throw it into the boot of the car and drive somewhere for lunch?


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