Every distance every length we've gone to I could be your compass if you want to every inch is a mile
We've been there for a while
By the way would you ever? Turn your guilt into pleasure? Blame it all on the weather? Kinda think it'd be better
If you were mine
Every distance every length we've gone to
You could map me out i know you want to
Im blowing bubbles while we circle round the car park
Doing donuts in my bathtub
We're a cyclone in a teacup baby
I can't stand this feeling lately
By the way would you ever? Turn your guilt into pleasure?
Blame it all on the weather? Kinda think it'd be better
If you were mine
The 45 alone
The streets kaleidoscope
And London's running rings around me
A scribble on the steam
It could be you and me
If stars ever aligned then maybe you'd be Maybe you'd be
Mine
By the way would you ever?
(By the way would you ever)
Turn your guilt into pleasure?
(Turn your guilt into pleasure)
Blame it all on the weather?
(Blame it all on the weather)
If you were"