Over The Rooftops - Gene Loves Jezebel

I still want your lovely head

The words that spill off your perfect lips

You are in a state

Here we go under the starlight

Here we go in heaven 69

What is it I want to get from you

Well, I leave it in your hands

You gave me hope, I gave you despair

My dignity is flowing off your chair

All the way home, under the rooftops

Here we go over the hills

You said it could be better — I don’t know

You said it could be better — I don’t know

You said it could be better — I don’t know

You said it could be better — I don’t know

Here we go, out on the weekend

All the way home

You could be so tall

You’re so strong

You’re scared of crying out