you wrap myself
’round your fingers
’round your legs
and i didn’t realise
but thats o.k. with me
grimace at me
and make me wish
for that we could stay
in that lumpy bed
if i ever was
a stone in your shoe
if i ever was
a stone in your shoe
i guess it was o.k. with you
we don’t talk big
just promise each other
lots of crap
and float away a bit
thats o.k. with me
now you let me down
and i’m just waiting
for something to happen
so come around again