Letra de Hilted

Six seconds in your company makes me feel upset that I've only known you for six seconds yet Every minute we haven't spent together all of the hours we are going to will come marching towards me in swathes Hey, ah! There you are; play the piano in this next bar... With a blow of an eastern breeze on a flag of your face unfurled I collide with you in this heat under blanket of borrowed blue Splitting silence with every smile even ammonites hear us sing and a rail on an outside road rusting over with us in here We shall settle a stack of woes with affectionate angled arms Will you lead me across this room as we knock other couples pell-mell? Promenade to a sweet dischord In a London before the flood to another an early fade Nine behind us and three in front