Never saw it as the start.
It's more a change of heart.
Rapping on the windows,
Whistling down the chimney pot.
Blowing off the dust in the room where I forgot
I laid my plans in solid rock.
Stepping through the door like a troubadour whiling just an hour away.
Looking at the trees on the roadside feeling it's a holiday.
You and I should ride the coast and wind up in our favourite coats just miles away.
Roll a number, write another song like
Jimmy heard the day he caught the train.
Oh oh la la (X4)
Sipped another rum and coke.
Told a dirty joke.
Walking like Groucho suckin' on a number 10.
Rollin' on the floor with the cigarette burns walked in.
I'll miss the crush and I'm home again.
Stepping through the door with the night in store whiling just an hour away.
Step into the sky of the starbright feeling it's a brighter day.
You and I should ride the coast and wind up in our favourite coats just miles away.
Roll a number. Write another song like
Jimmy heard the day he caught the train.
Oh oh la la (X4)
You and I should ride the tracks and find ourselves just wading through tomorrow.
'Cos you and I when we're coming down we're only getting back and you know I feel no sorrow.
When you find that things are getting wild don't ya want days like these?
When you find that things are getting wild don't ya want days like thse?
Oh oh la la (...)
