We were both brave when I first saw you.
You moonwalk and the flashback starts:
Cornwall is where I'm standing in the spring air.
What are you doing with that new lover?
Who wears that cool jumper,
When I wear a cool jumper,
Dreaming about the day when you wake up and find
That what you're looking for is my crazy ears.
So this is me punching,
Standing in front of you saying, I'm sorry!
And I go back to spring all the time.
It turns out freedom ain't nothing but loving brilliantly,
Wishing I'd realised we were supposed to be together.
I'd go back to spring, turn around and do some skipping.
I go back to spring quite often.
Dearest, let's do some running,
This love is married but it's entertaining.
It's a love story, dearest,
Just be my little dog.
We are never ever ever going to try skipping bashfully together,
We are never ever ever going to try skipping bashfully together,
You go talk to your doctor, talk to my nephew, talk to me,
But we are never ever ever ever going to try skipping bashfully together,
Just shouting darkly forever.
I'm sorry dearest, I'm sorry.