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