Bombay bycicle club - Shuffle lyrics

rate me

the moment we forgot we were just good friends

i moved my arm her face went red again

one more bus home

another silent weekend

said love was painted gold

like all things growing old

the paint peels and slowly falls

you already know

looking out the glass (?)

always sit together

we both know we could be someone better

not with our heads like London weather

said love was painted gold

like all things growing old

the paint peels and slowly falls

you already know<br />

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Thanks to oana