I know people don't really fix things anymore
But if I ever break you, I swear
I'll put you back together again
I'll prop you up with wire
I'll sit you by the fire
Sew you up with white cotton thread
And if I ever start to wear you down, I swear
I'll patch you up like the elbows of your favourite jacket
Because you're lovely
The way you look at me
You are lovely
I'll be the bread, and you can be the honey
Think of you loving me
You are lovely
I'll be the cup, and you can be the peppermint tea
I know people don't really write letters anymore
But this is mine to you:
"Dear love, I hope you're well
Up here there's not much to tell
But I can say I'm doing fine
Outside it's raining like a machine gun
Days like these you miss the sun
In other words, wish you were here."
Because you're lovely
The way you look at me
You are lovely
I'll be the bread, and you can be the honey
Think of you loving me
You are lovely
I'll be the cup, and you can be the peppermint tea
I know people don't really fix things anymore
But if I ever break you I swear
I'll put you back together again