3AM

3AM
Queuing up Irish goodbye
Chelsea's here
Talking about the rest of her life
She's got a boyfriend
He's got a big job
He wants a child
I cut the limes wrong
Sally told me so
You're sat over on a couch
Telling a story to a gathering crowd
And I can't
Take my eyes off your mouth
Cool breeze bringing me up
Swirling the air like the gin in my cup
I think I'll go now
You said slow down
Hold my hand
I think that I'm falling in love
It's been a long time
That I've been running this through my mind
Hold my hand
I think that I'm falling in love
It's been a long night
So take me in when you go inside
It can be it can be
If we want it enough
It can be it can be
If we want it enough
It can be it can be
If we want it enough
It can be it can be
If we want it
Everybody leaves
I'm the last helping you clean
And then we lie down
Sun is rising now
And I know it's just another day
But I found you now
Only want you now
Hold my hand
I think that I'm falling in love
It's been a long time
That I've been running this through my mind
Hold my hand
I think that I'm falling in love
It's been a long night
So take me in when you go inside