Bombay Bicycle Club Ivy And Gold
One two
One two three four!
Waking sitting up right can\\\'t explain the sunlight
Wondering why you\\\'re not home
Girl I go beside you
left before you tried to work out all the unknowns
Blame it all on me when I forget to defend
Everything that we worked out
something in her wording I cannot help searching
For what memory found
Thought it stopped just as it start
But that is not what you are
You\\\'re a layer on my clothes
Made of ivy and gold
Meet me in the hallway bite your lip when i say
Never have you left my mind
Stop and think it over smiling moving closer
oh what delicate time
Blame it all on my when I forget to defend
everything that we put down
Something in her wording
I guess she was just searching
for some monetary sound (?)
Thought it stopped just as it starts
But that is not what you are
You\\\'re a layer on my clothes
Made of ivy and gold
