More Heart, Less Tongue - Johnny Foreigner

Chloe, I know this is impossible

I’ve been checking my cards

I’ve been shouting out at calendars and grace

I know this is impossible

I’ve been wasting yr time;

I’ve been marking hours and marking hours as mine

So London might as well be Glasgow

Might as well be Tokyo

Or any place we’re almost leaving

Chloe, I know this is impossible

I spent the week borrowing phones

Squeezing in your number like:

0…7…Fuck it, I’ll call tomorrow

All we have is miles and wires

And all I am is calls tomorrow

So London might as well be Glasgow

Might as well be Tokyo

Or any place we’re almost leaving

So pick me a song

(Pick me a song)

Cover up my awkward pauses, silence broken or strained

And if I’m wrong play it out as parting shots of echoed grace

All pedestal charmed and hearts aloft like fireworks lit, that never went off

And we’ll be losing sleep,

Message read

A shiver in a single bed

Doo doo doo doo doo

So London might as well be Glasgow

Might as well be Tokyo

Or any place we’re almost leaving

So pick me a song

(Pick me a song)

Cover up my awkward pauses, silence broken or strained

And if I’m wrong play it out as parting shots of echoed grace

All pedestal charmed and hearts aloft like fireworks lit, that never went off

And we’ll be losing track

Writing back

A shiver in a sleeping bag