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August was two blue bikes we don't use now you drive Mm-mm Apple juice, tipping wine Oh, what's yours is always mine Mm-mm And the months flew like swallows to sea Now you're calling my phone instead of my street Are you dancing whilst I am asleep? Do you miss having me beside you... In the front of your car on the way home Speeding past Brighton, with our arms out to 'Halo' And I'd walk into the wild if you'd say so Oh, and that was then Oh, and that was then You were my favourite escape in the city And I don't feel right unless you are here with me All that we are is the greatest of victories You're my per-er-ersonal best My personal be-est September was plastic bags Cutlery and news we had Mm-mm Missing you when I walked Letras de cancionesThe party's over, can you talk? Mm-mm And the months flew like swallows to sea Now you're calling my phone instead of my street Are you dancing whilst I am asleep? Do you miss having me beside you... In the front of your car on the way home Speeding past Brighton, with our arms out to 'Halo' And I'd walk into the wild if you'd say so Oh, and that was then Oh, and that was then You were my favourite escape in the city And I don't feel right unless you are here with me All that we are is the greatest of victories You're my per-er-ersonal best My personal be-est Seven hours, longest drive I wait for you, station side Heart is half 'til you say "I missed you" From Letras Mania