Procters - You Won't Stop Telling Me Lyrics

Look at me
Look at you
I'll show you how
In your hand
In your room
Through your window
It's all a bit rushed
It's all a bit crazy
And I don't see how
It could ever be the same
Be the same

You just wanna touch the water
And you won't stop telling me
And I just think that we ought to carve
Initials on a tree
It's what the kids are doing these days
You know what that means
It's all the rage

You've got a brave face
And you've got some questions
You wrote down a wish-list
You're so cute when you're concentrating
You hate the lighting
You're always homesick
You love weather
You've got an ego
You look dynamite
You take my breath away
You think you love me
And I think you're on to something
I think you're on to something
I think you're on to something
I think you're on to something
I think you're on to something