Dilute

City is grey but it's glowing in silver We took cigarette breaks on the bench by the river Your hair brushed my cheek as I bumped your shoulder Are you trying to get closer or is it just getting colder? And the fireworks out, the darkness won't come Are you following me, am I just playing dumb? At the door to your flat, you fumble for keys and I'm listening Listening, listening, listening, listening I said everyone is in love but me And I told it to the trees And they couldn't give a fuck At the restaurant, at the after party Said you had to leave Thought that I was out of luck You put your number in my phone We are listening to sad dance music Coming up in the afternoon And our bad behaviour had such good excuses I start to think that might be the honeymoon You've got magic, you've got music And I promise I will never dilute, dilute Everyone is in love but me And I told it to the trees And they couldn't give a fuck At the restaurant, at the after party You said you had to leave Thought that I was out of luck You put your number in my phone You put your number in my phone You put your number in my phone I can fix your broken shower But I can't make your boyfriend love you Let's steal away on a magic hour A dappled sun lit winter afternoon Everyone's in love but me And I told it to the trees And they told me to go home From the restaurant, in the after party I had to leave you put your number in my phone You put your number in my phone You put your number in my phone You put your number in my phone