Cho-choking on a wishbone
In the firing line of lovers
Who will never slow down
And I won't let you steer
Comandere the atmosphere
Since you suggested running away
It's romantic
Hit the redial
Maybe we should sigh a while
Save our second wind for
Sentimental warm weather
Four forever
Two together
We'll play dead
We'll play dead
We'll play deadly
Should we make believe you remember me
From a holiday delayed by a storm
Should we chance our arms alarms
Set to high noon until the shiver in the river is gone
Hoping you might whistle
Get all dizzy 'cause I found the reason why you're around,
If I won't stay sincere talk you through the tangles
Can you chase me till you my feet touch the ground
And go dancing
Tambourin style walking in a single file
You whisper half thoughts to me
Should we make believe you remember me
From a holiday delayed by a storm
Should we chance our arms alarms
Set to high noon until the shiver in the river is gone