Choke, choking on a wishbone
In the firing line of lovers
Who will never slow downAnd I won't let you steer
Commandeer the atmosphere
Since you suggested running away
It's romanticHit the redial
Maybe we should sigh a while
Save our second wind for sentimental warm weatherFour forever, two together
We'll play dead, we'll play dead!
We'll play deadlyShould we make believe you remember me
From a holiday delayed by a storm?
Should we chance our arms alarms set to high noon
Until the shiver in the river is gone?Hope, hoping you might whistle
Get all dizzy cause I found
The reason why you're aroundIf I locate the fear
Talk you through the tangles
Can you chase me till you my feet touch the ground?
And go dancingTambourine style
Walking in a single file
You whisper half thoughts to meShould we make believe you remember me
From a holiday delayed by a storm?
Should we chance our arms alarms set to high noon
Until the shiver in the river is gone?
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