Future Lover (Middle Farm Session)

I was starting to spin out At how the seasons don't last Why I'm dreaming of somewhere long past Light flash, then, all the colours drained fast Now, I'm getting sweet nothings from a ghost in the room Gets so heavy when I think of you When we're apart, it's when I start Glowing in the dark On my telephone I just long to know What's the future like? Is there time enough? (Future lover) I'm not trying to creep you out Seen a fair amount of misty-eyed actors And split-screens have always raised my suspicions Are you listening for sweet nothings from a ghost in the room? Gets so heavy when I think of you I lie awake, always the way It's always a trap, the insomniac Buzzing at the back On my telephone (future lover) I just long to know (left to wonder) What's the future like? (Wait another year) Is there time enough (left to bother?) (Future lover) I lie awake, always the way It's always a trap, the insomniac Buzzing at the back (Sweet nothings from a ghost in the room) (Gets so heavy when I think of you) I lie awake, always the way It's always a trap, the insomniac Buzzing at the back (Sweet nothings from a ghost in the room) (Gets so heavy when I think of you) On my telephone (future lover) I just long to know (left to wonder) What's the future like? (Wait another year) Is there time enough? Sweet nothings from a ghost in the room Gets so heavy when I think of you Sweet nothings from a ghost in the room Gets so heavy when I think of you Sweet nothings from a ghost in the room Gets so heavy when I think of you Sweet nothings from a ghost in the room Gets so heavy when I think of you