All the hustler's are in bed - sleepyheads As we flit above the rooftops of their homes - lazy Bones If i could keep you hidden from everyone - i would But they'll soon be dreaming of you Sky-high most times that im with you And if i hand you every hearbeat, oh why won't you hold Me Feels all england is at stake - and it's too late Cos there's nothing of me left that isn't yours and
There's no cure If i could keep you hidden from everyone - would But there'll soon be pin-ups of you - so young Sky highmost times that im with you And if i hand you every hearbeat, oh why won't you hold Me Speed won't get me anywhere Fine time to feel so undone If i hand you every heartbeat, oh why won't you hold me If all englands dreaming of you, ill try not to stop You