Wait for me
See straight down streets
It's eight till three
I can't tell what's on my mind
Hate me please
So I tell what you mean
So it's nice to see
I really hate this photo
I hope I live till 80
I hope I grow so grandchildren can see me
Maybe then
Maybe then, I'll be me
Dancing alone in an empty living room
Waste time just to shoot the moon
Just because you do
Wait now
I forgot, before the left
Sixteenth street, along the back
Wait now
I was never home
Chase me down the streets, and you were 18 then
Wishing you were lonely, now it's April past
I was never home
That's before you gone
London's home
Rain outside but it doesn't mean a thing
It could be magic I saw in the street
You were gone
Gone already
Sign a form
Luck on me
Keychains aren't a key
Maybe, maybe then you'll see
Then you'll see
I'm lame now
For April showers
Pour Ashes out
Four laces down and out
See your eyelashes in the mirror
Safe from some, we're in the clear
They won't know we'll be right here
But you don't mind cause no ones here