All the hustler's are in bed - sleepyheads

As we flit above the rooftops of their homes - lazy Bones

If i could keep you hidden from everyone - i would

But they'll soon be dreaming of you



Sky-high most times that im with you

And if i hand you every hearbeat, oh why wont you hold Me



Feels all england is at stake - and it's too late

Cos there's nothing of me left that isn't yours and

There's no cure

If i could keep you hidden from everyone - would

But there'll soon be pin-ups of you - so young



Sky highmost times that im with you

And if i hand you every hearbeat, oh why wont you hold Me



Speed wont get me anywhere

Fine time to feel so undone



If i hand you every heartbeat, oh why wont you hold me

If all englands dreaming of you, ill try not to stop You.