Kitchen II

First time I saw you I was filling my water Feeling terrified, like a lamb to the slaughter You'd just given up working office shifts Day after day; makes you feel like shit We talked and talked and exchanged glances I didn't think you liked me but I took my chances Finding out that somebody feels the same Pastel colours filled the broken picture frame Oh, you know I hold you dear It took me so long just to get you here And I know I don't regret a thing 'Cause now we spend out nights in a candle-lit kitchen Onе makes you cry, one lets you down Thе other gives you space to turn it around Midnight stretches in the attic flat Unroll a yoga mat to fix a twisted back We walked through the fields to test our shoes We played cards lit by candles untill I lose Felt like the [?] since I learnt your name Pastel colours fill the broken picture frame Oh, you know I hold you dear It took me so long just to get you here And I know I don't regret a thing 'Cause now we spend out nights in a candle-lit kitchen