We shared a bed but never touched
Next time we compensated in a rush
Showing no signs of fatique
I've got a friend to act as a go-between
There's a distant draw to your delivery
You delivered me
And when I dry
You resuscitated me
You resuscitate me
This bed's too tight
I stepped upon your records in the night
Put on your favorite skirt
I've got a plan that'll never work
This isn't the first time
But it still feels innocent
I just want to kiss you
There won't be a time
When my mind strays to you
No, I'm not going to miss you
Oh the fireworks in Brixton
Two carousel hearts spinning
If it's a grower, why can't we take things slower
She dreams of the roller disco
Head full of curls on my pillow
If it's a grower, why can't we take things slower
I don't know if you made it
But you accomadate me
When my mind was elsewhere
Out on deck the dawn arrived
Your grey sweater oversized
The rooftops glimmered for our eyes
Oh the fireworks in Brixton
Two carousel hearts spinning
If it's a grower, why can't we take things slower
She dreams of the roller disco
Head full of curls on my pillow
If it's a grower, why can't we take things slower
We were straying
at the lock-in after hours
If it's a grower, why can't we take things slower
