The English Summer - The Wombats
Maybe it s the English summer
Maybe it s the atmosphere
But it s got me seeing stars when I m with you
Maybe this is all theatrics
Maybe it s very clear
That I m dripping over your every single move
And there s an animal inside of me
And he s feeding of every word you say
He pulls my hair, he coerces me
Into a world where romance is just a game
This awkward feeling is getting in the way
Maybe it s about your future
Maybe it s about your past
But Sweetheart it s just the present that needs some glue
Maybe I should play the percentage
Maybe I should do the math
Cause on paper I m way too soft a touch for you
And there s an animal inside of me
And he s feeding of every word you say
It pulls my hair, it coerces me
Into a world where romance is just a game
And there s an animal inside of me
And he s feeding of every word you say
It pulls my hair, it coerces me
Into a world where romance is just a game
This awkward feeling is getting in the way
This awkward feeling is getting in the way
And this awkward feeling is begging for you to stay编辑于2015/04/10更新