Pottery Class

When did you last make a new friend without alcohol?

It's so hard to keep a conversation going back and forth

I can't sleep most nights until the TV screen burns my eyes

I'm in the worst scene of a horror film for most of my life

Evening comes around again

I wait for your call

Your voice cuts out the line again

I've had enough of it all

We can move to the country

And walk across great open land

But we'd always be worried

People staring at us holding hands

We could move to the city though

[To shows, enjoy?] the pottery class

But we'd always be overwhelmed by everything that moves too fast

Don't care where we live, I just want you back

When will you move back down

I miss you so much

It hurts to think

I'll wait another month

Then I'll rent somewhere

And move you in

When you left it was still cold

But it was nearly Spring

I went to another field of bluebells

On my own again

Evening comes around again

I wait for your call

Your voice cuts out the line again

I've had enough of it all

We can move to the country

And walk across great open land

But we'd always be worried

People staring at us holding hands

We could move to the city though

[To shows, enjoy?] the pottery class

But we'd always be overwhelmed by everything that moves too fast

Don't care where we live, I just want you back