To the Boy - Lucy Farrell/Jonny Kearney
Written by:Lucy Farrell
To the boy halfway out of the door
Stay till I am sure
And I'll order your another one with roses in and
Cherries on
So we won't have to talk anymore
So we won't have to talk anymore
From a girl with one eye on the skyline
Counting peeks and towers
But I keep seeing solo flying wishing it away
Till I don't know to say anymore
Till I don't know to say anymore
Till the boy on the end of my arm
Come meet me somewhere halfway
'Cause I hold everything that you have to say
But now we can't play anymore
But now we can't play anymore
But now
Now we
Can't play anymore
From a girl with half a mile to leave behind
The sirins wealing
'Cause I saw you get your daggers out and I
Hid in the crowd
But know we can't hide anymore
But now we can't hide anymore