She looked in her hurry with an open smile
He looked out the window at the pouring down
And he said,
better stay in bed
before I get wet
With a father waiting to change my
mind Worked all Sunday to stay inside
Well now,
the future's looking great
In a kind way
What would you say?
Wash your stories away
Is it worth the chase?
Satisfy your taste
Cause you could be my grave
Cause I love your face
She looked in her hurry to change the world
Swimming in a river of distant hope
He sat in the corner with a pouring down
Sat there waiting with a broken smile
