Thinking Out Loud Chris Corner (Ft. Chirs Corner)

Like the stone at her feet
She's a victim of gravity
The unbearable colour of things
Gets him down, down, down

And as her raincoat covers me
We know it was never raining

She says that she wants me
Says that she needs me
Says that the wants me
Says that she needs me
Say that you want me
Say that you need me

Sorry it was me
Was I thinking out loud?

Like strings in a fan
Her shoelaces were undone
The solitude reflection of her fate
Gets her down, down, down
And as her shadow covers me
I thought she was only sleeping

She says that she wants me
Says that she needs me
Says that the wants me
Says that she needs me
Say that you want me
Say that you need me