Wishbone

Choking on a wishbone
In the firing line of lovers
Who will never slow down

And I won’t let you steer
Comandere the atmosphere
Since you suggested running away
It’s romantic

Hit the redial
Maybe we should sigh a while
Save our second wind
For sentimental warm weather

Four forever
Two together
We’ll play dead
We’ll play dead
We’ll play deadly

Should we make believe you remember me
From a holiday delayed by a storm
Should we chance our arms alarms
To set high noon until the shiver in the river is gone

Hoping you might whistle
Get all dizzy ‘cause I found the reason why you’re around
If I won’t stay sincere talk you through the tangles

Can you chase me till you my feet touch the ground
And go dancing
Tambourin style walking in a single file
You whisper half thoughts to me

Should we make believe you remember me
From a holiday delayed by a storm
Should we chance our arms alarms
Set to high noon until the shiver in the river is gone
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This will be my last post for awhile. I’ll be fufilling my obligations to the nation in 3 days time and will be kept in camp on during weekdays. It’s been a blast to blog on the Snog Blog — keep them comments coming and see you guys during the weekends. I might just pop a post or two ;)