fluttering, filling love.

Birdy, she's really something, isn't she? Especially her voice (and I don't know how to try and describe it without understating it all).

Counting all different ideas drifting away

Past and present they don't matter

Now the future's sorted out

People help the people

And if you're homesick, give me your hand and I'll hold it

People help the people

And nothing will drag you down

Oh and if I had a brain,

Oh and if I had a brain

I'd be cold as a stone and rich as the fool

That turned all those good hearts away.

Come on skinny love just last the year

Pour a little salt we were never here.

And I told you to be patient

And I told you to be fine

And I told you to be balanced

And I told you to be kind

And in the morning I'll be with you

But it will be a different kind

We're only young and naive still

We require certain skills.

The mood it changes like the wind

Hard to control when it begins.

The bittersweet between my teeth,

trying to find the in-betweens

Fall back in love eventually

♥