Camera Obscura - The Sweetest Thing (Richard Hawley Remix) lyrics

I'm going on a date tonight To try to fall out of love with you I know, I know, this is a crime But I don't know what else to do My love, you're in a magazine My love, you're doing fine, you're on TV You wore my heart out then you ran away From Chicago to Cleveland you made me pay, you made me pay When you're lucid, you're the sweetest thing I would trade my mother to hear you sing When you're lucid, you're the sweetest thing I would trade my mother On the bus radio "50 ways to leave your lover", oh no I laughed at the irony But like a stupid, the irony got lost on me, it got lost on me When you're lucid, you're the sweetest thing I would trade my mother to hear you sing When you're lucid, you're the sweetest thing I would trade my mother You challenged me to write a love song Here it is I think I got it wrong I focused on the negative The pain was too much of an incentive, always my incentive When you're lucid, you're the sweetest thing I would trade my mother to hear you sing When you're lucid, you're the sweetest thing I would trade my mother to hear you song When you're lucid, you're the sweetest thing I would trade my mother to hear you sing When you're lucid, you're the sweetest thing I would trade my mother But she don't know just how far I'd go Would I walk for a hundred miles for a glimpse of your northern smile?