Besedila: Arab Strap. Serenade.

And I'd serenade you every night
But you'd never be home to hear it
I wrote your name with fireworks in the sky
But you never turned up to see it

So let me take you out and buy you drinks
And I can mumble through an explanation
I hear, you know that's when you're getting old
When all you really wants a conversation

Don't get me wrong
I've always had plans for your lips and my lips
The first time I saw you
I saw all my future right between your hips

You're a woman who can teach me stuff
The kind of girl I want to bathe and dance with
But just ignore me 'cause I'll understand
I only go for girls I've got no chance with

Look up right now, the sky's on fire
I want your breath when I retire
I want your feet to scratch my shin
To make me bleed and scar the skin