Between Violet Street and Where You Live Now

I’ll wait for the morning

I’ll wait ‘till I’m dressed to know if I should wait another year

A sleeping brain can hardly contemplate

But then again I never can when I’m awake



We had the looks

Our perfume was fine

Let me come over

Let me waste our time



Oh, how careless and selfish we once were

Riding our bikes and losing all our friends

If this is where we’ll stay, with so much open space

I’ll get myself a bike again



We had the looks

Our perfume was fine

Let me come over

Let me waste our time



We had the looks

Our perfume was fine

Let me come over

Let me waste our time