Songtext von Roller Disco Dreams

We shared a bed but never touched Next time we compensated in a rush Showing no signs of fatique I've got a friend to act as a go-between There's a distant draw to your delivery You delivered me And when I dry You resuscitated me You resuscitate me This bed's too tight I stepped upon your records in the night Put on your favorite skirt I've got a plan that'll never work This isn't the first time But it still feels innocent I just want to kiss you There won't be a time When my mind strays to you No, I'm not going to miss you Oh the fireworks in Brixton Two carousel hearts spinning If it's a grower, why can't we take things slower She dreams of the roller disco Head full of curls on my pillow If it's a grower, why can't we take things slower I don't know if you made it But you accomadate me When my mind was elsewhere Out on deck the dawn arrived Your grey sweater oversized The rooftops glimmered for our eyes Oh the fireworks in Brixton Two carousel hearts spinning If it's a grower, why can't we take things slower She dreams of the roller disco Head full of curls on my pillow If it's a grower, why can't we take things slower We were straying at the lock-in after hours If it's a grower, why can't we take things slower