I straggle through the city late at night,

I straggle through the city late at night, Oh crumbs, my head’s a mess inside. I do worry about the things I said, If you see what I mean, it’s all unsaid. As and when the silence starts to grow, We learn the truth as we go. Oh my gosh, no way, really? I can’t believe it, you feel me? It makes sense now, no wonder why, I love it when you don’t lie. Innit? Life’s a little strange, I guess we’re all a bit ish these days. You laugh and say, “What a pity”, then smile, Like it never mattered all this while. We change our minds, we rearrange, Nothing’s clear, it’s all a bit ish again. As and when the moment feels too slow, We find ourselves as we go. Oh my gosh, no way, really? I can’t believe it, you feel me? It makes sense now, no wonder why, I love it when you don’t lie. Innit? Life’s a little strange, I guess we’re all a bit ish these days. I straggle on, but I’m still here, I do worry about losing what’s dear. If you see what I mean, stay close tonight, We’ll figure it out, yeah, it’ll be alright. Oh my gosh, no way, really? I can’t believe it, you feel me? It makes sense now, no wonder why, What a pity we were scared to try. Innit? Maybe love’s the guess, I guess that’s life… more or less.