I'll meet you on a dance floor on a Dublin Sunday night
Feeling so irregular and hating social life
'Cause I fall so hard so soon
I have the mind of a child
'Cause I want someone to take me home
I'm finally tired of being alone
So be mine, we'll be content and I'll have someone to lean on
And if you make mistakes, I'll act like nothing's ever wrong
'Cause I fall so hard so soon
I have the mind of a child
'Cause I want someone to take me home
I'm finally tired of being alone
I'm not aiming for the stars, I just want someone
No, I'm not aiming for the stars