Met you on a busy high streetTook you to a galleryMy clothes were oldMy skin was cold and bruisedBut you were so cold and sweetMy favourite thingDrag meTo the seaHold meUnderneathCaught you in my favourite t-shirtMy things always looked better on youBecause nothing fit meNothing fell into placeBut you found me out the blue and I had a tasteLying on the backseat of your carWe watched the sky till it gets darkI feel your heart searching for mineYour green eyes traced the power linesLying on the backseat of your carI trace the tattoo on your armI found myself in a new placeIt was worth the waitWe dont have the answersJust need it to be quietDont have a care more for anythingIn this momentDrag meTo the sea