His smiles as she walked in the room
have all turned into frowns am I too quick to assume
that the love is no longer in bloom
The tantrums and the tears play a very different tunes to what they
did before Their heads red raw
And the ending doesn't sound like the happiest around When you
sobbed before it felt much more like the product of the squabble
Now there's reason for it to be something more
And there would be
Oh it's uncertain whether the curtain has shut for good. She
said "see if it's still raining but I'm not dressed for it, and
if you loved me
And I interrupt to receive the scowl and stare
But still decided to stop her there
Would it be too outrageous to say
We're either shouting or we're shagging docked in tempestuous bays
At least that's how we felt yesterday
The eyes are getting heavier and whether you're sleep or awake
It's a mistery
Would a kiss be too much to ask
When you fit me as sunday's frozen pitch fits the thermos flask
It's a pity
It just hit me we can't go back
To the chest touching on the back
