In my mum's car sleeping
Or simulating stellar calculations
In dark streets stealing bike to get home somehow
In garages pretending to be rockstars
This town was to me
The only one under a bluer sky

This town (would feel fine)
Would feel mine on wet grass at night
And bus stops in girls' eyes, this town

It's weird how everything get complicated
And keep on turning still I'm staring at it
It's weird how friends get older, get jobs and get married
Complicated (Still I'm staring at it)

I want to live where you live where you always lie on
The larger sofa where I always drive the wrongest line
Where you damage everything as you move
And I tell you things at least twice in five minutes time
Where she will hand out food and love for the two of us
For the two of us

It's weird how everything get complicated
And keep on turning still I'm staring at it, I'm staring at it
It's weird how friends get older, get jobs and get married
And complicated, complicated
It's weird how everything get complicated
And keep on turning still I'm staring at it
Want to live where everything keep on turning
Without leaving me here staring at it