Luna
Bombay Bicycle Club
I will bathe myself
Then I'll wear you for the night
Colours fading and frayed at the sides
Changing in the light
Oh, why is your face so pale and white?
There's a lot of words to call out
Just waiting for the perfect hideout
Down when the walls start shaking
I'm ready for you to find out
Ah-ooo-ooo
To find out
Ah-ooo-ooo
Now that the night has fled
Just like everything I said
When the moon was out instead
Not sun, gold soft and rain
You burn through my mind
Again and again, again, again
And again and again
There's a lot of words to call out
Just waiting for the perfect hideout
Down when the walls start shaking
I'm ready for you to find out
Ah-ooo-ooo
To find out
Ah-ooo-ooo
There's a lot of words to come out
Just waiting for the perfect hideout
Down when the words start shaking
I'm ready for you to find out
Ah-ooo-ooo
To find out
Ah-ooo-ooo