Luna - Bombay Bicycle Club

I will bathe myself

Then I’ll wear you for the night

Colours fading, frayed at the sight

(You're changing in the night)

Oh why is your face so pale and white?

There’s a lot of words to call out

Just waiting for the perfect hideout

Down when the walls start shaking

I’m ready for you to find out

Ah-ooo-ooo

To find out

Ah-ooo-ooo

Now that the night has fled

Just like everything I said

When the moon was out instead

(Not sun, gold, soft and rain)

You burn through my mind, again and again, again, again

And again and again

There’s a lot of words to call out

Just waiting for the perfect hideout

Down when the walls start shaking

I’m ready for you to find out

Ah-ooo-ooo

To find out

Ah-ooo-ooo

There’s a lot of words to call out

Just waiting for the perfect hideout

Down when the walls start shaking

I’m ready for you to find out

Ah-ooo-ooo

To find out

Ah-ooo-ooo