Roller disco dreams

We shared a bed but never touched
Next time we compensated in a rush

Showing no signs of fatique
I've got a friend to act as a go-between

There's a distant draw to your delivery
You delivered me

And when I dry
You resuscitated me
You resuscitate me

This bed's too tight
I stepped upon your records in the night

Put on your favorite skirt
I've got a plan that'll never work

This isn't the first time
But it still feels innocent

I just want to kiss you
There won't be a time

When my mind strays to you
No, I'm not going to miss you

Oh the fireworks in Brixton
Two carousel hearts spinning
If it's a grower, why can't we take things slower
She dreams of the roller disco
Head full of curls on my pillow
If it's a grower, why can't we take things slower

I don't know if you made it
But you accomadate me
When my mind was elsewhere

Out on deck the dawn arrived
Your grey sweater oversized
The rooftops glimmered for our eyes

Oh the fireworks in Brixton
Two carousel hearts spinning
If it's a grower, why can't we take things slower
She dreams of the roller disco
Head full of curls on my pillow
If it's a grower, why can't we take things slower
We were straying
at the lock-in after hours
If it's a grower, why can't we take things slower