I saw this thing on ITV the other weekSaid, that if she played with her hair, she's probably keenShe's playin' with her hair, well regularlySo I reckon I could well be in.

We first met through a shared view, she loved me and I did too.

Saying “I love you forever” won’t hold us together.

You were in my bed, now you’re in my head.

I know in the past I’ve found it hard to say-Telling you things but not telling straight-But the more I pull on your hand and say-The more you pull alway.

Saying “I love you forever” won’t hold us together, a dove and a feather won’t better our love or recover us ever.

An addiction to a fix of praise-Rely on me to say it’s okay-There’s only room for one in the sun-There was only one of me and you once.

I came to this world with nothing, and I leave with nothing but love. Everything else is just borrowed.