With You

In my dreams I am crying And I can't stop I hear the sound of a drum As the tears drop On the black tarmac It's a short walk From my house to yours It's the sound of the snare You used to play You used to drum on your knees In school all day Sometimes I thought Our band was pretty good It didn't matter Just wanted to hang out With you, with you, with you With you, with you, with you We used to lie under the Turbines in the dark Play tennis in the rain Burn rubber in the car park It was us against the world Had you given up? All I know is I just felt cooler when I was With you, with you, with you With you, with you, with you In my dreams, I am lost in a hotel I hear the voice of a ghost But I can't tell, if it's just An echo in the stairwell And I'm on my own Couldn't find a black jackеt Or tie, or black shoes for that matter but I didn't Think you'd mind And whеn they lay your body low I felt like crawling down there To lie with you, with you Mm-mm With you With you With you With you To lie with you, with you With you, with you With you, with you To lie with To lie with you, with you To lie with you, with you With you With you With you