The clothes that you wear
The colour of your hair
The music that you share
I guess that I like you

And the way you pronounce an "S" is
Like the feeling I have next to you is
Beautiful, you are beautiful

I'd like to spend the night with you
We'd crunch your cereal and choose
To bench press through the early hours

You are the puddle of mud
In the pigsty of my life
And I hope that you know what I'm trying to say to you
I guess that I love you

I have told you these things
So that you would not abandon
Your faith, (Aaaah) your faith (Aaaah)

Let's write a song together about
This other world that you speak of
Cause I'd like to go there with you (Hmm mm)

I'd like to spend the day with you
We'd harmonise with indie tunes
And cut the collars from our shirts

You are the puddle of mud in the pigsty of my life
And I hope that you know what I'm trying to say to you
I guess that I love you

And I am coming home
And I'd fly across the world
And I am coming home
And I'd fly across the world

I have told you these things
So that you would not abandon
Your faith (Mmm mm)

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Writer(s): MATTHEW MOLE