The moment we forgot we were just good friends
I moved my arm her face went red again
One more bus home another silent weekend
You said love was painted gold
But like all things growing old
The paint peels and slowly falls
You already know
But not with our heads like London weather
You said love was painted gold
But like all things growing old
The paint peels and slowly falls
You already know
You already know
I moved my arm her face went red again
One more bus home another silent weekend
You said love was painted gold
But like all things growing old
The paint peels and slowly falls
You already know
But not with our heads like London weather
You said love was painted gold
But like all things growing old
The paint peels and slowly falls
You already know
You already know
