A new recording of an old song; the first fruit from my new Sheffield studio.
Video was shot on the train between Birmingham and Coventry on my phone.
Tell me do you see me when you close your eyes at night;
Painted on your eyelids as you’re turning out the light?
Your voice it spins in my mind – its been wearing through the grooves.
We've been intimately distant, and I just don't get the rules…
I want you, girl
Last week I wrote a letter now I’m rereading it through.
I wasted all those fancy words I just meant “I love you”.
Forgive my confusion, dear won’t you understand,
That sometimes knowing what to say slips right out of my hand…
I never met a mind so fancy free as yours before,
I was busy at the books, while you were dancing by the door.
Somewhere in the middle there is love and common ground,
So I sweep away the leaves and we can keep dancing about
I lie here playing out the scene a hundred million times,
What you will be wearing and the beauty in your eyes.
There’s no time like the present so I’m reaching for the phone
But you’ve never cared for mornings and there’s places I should go…
The moon it whispered in my ear and kept me from my dreams.
The silhouettes around my room are never what they seem.
‘You and me’ or ‘me and you’ said either way around,
Would surely make such sense in this cold unforgiving town…