FALLING IN – In a deep, dark pub in the back of London, I fell in love and I lost my cool with a beer in hand and the jukebox humming. A little Liverpool we all went out on a Thursday evening and I just tried to be myself, but the drinks got poured and the talk got flowing and I was someone else. Hey, could you make up your heart I’d like to begin, love is spreading her arms I’m falling in. Her cheeks were red and her hair was crimson. Her eyes would laugh and her mouth would smile and I washed in her like a river Jordan for a little while my heart was young with an old demeanor. My heart was grey and my heart was bored but you never know it until you’ve seen her. What you’re looking for she’s the patch of grass underneath my snowfall. In my iron sky she’s a streak of blue she’s the toes of the trees underneath my sidewalk and she’s breaking through you’re breaking through.
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