The Occasional Car

The occasional car goes by under the window
Just like the seaside on a candle tonight
Doesn't really matter why we are in the world now
There's no taking any time with your hand touched my eyes

I'm moving down, you're the starlight coming through
I do believe in you, I do believe in you
Doesn't really matter why we are in the world now

Lay your hand down on my hand
You don't have to speak, I only love you
If you want me to
You don't have to move, I only love you
If you want me to
I've got nothing to prove, I only stay here
If you want me to

I'm the window, you're the starlight coming
I do believe in you I do believe in you

Sister, book first
She's only singing something to me
Sister, book first
She's only singing something
Telephone wires
Airplane man
We whispered
I can you hear you sing to me