I caught your eyes in amongst the planes,
You held a weary glance with your travel case
And I recall, I've never loved you more.
You pretended you were younger than me,
As you packed your souvenirs and the magazines,
That we left huddled on the corner of your street,
In the summer of 2009.
We felt so alive [x3]
Your phrase book at the seaside,
We're muted on a fairground ride,
Our words washed up with the tide,
A wave of syllables.
From grey winds to the blue skies,
On the dockside, we're so alive.
The lifeboats and the warships,
Hide in your eyes, we're so alive.
We're so alive.
Bodies sink on the morning train,
As the skyline hunches over in the pouring rain,
And I recall, I've never missed you more.
I traced my finger on the guide book page,
I joke about history, how it shows its age,
A Swedish airport took you in
But never let you go,
On central European time,
We felt so alive [x3]
Your phrase book at the graveside,
We're muted on a father's life,
Our words washed up with the tide,
A wave of syllables.
From grey winds to the blue skies,
On the dockside, we're so alive.
The lifeboats and the warships,
Hide in your eyes, we're so alive.
We're so alive.
We're so alive...
From grey winds to the blue skies,
On the dockside, we're so alive.
The lifeboats and the warships,
Hide in your eyes, we're so alive.
We're so alive.
You held a weary glance with your travel case
And I recall, I've never loved you more.
You pretended you were younger than me,
As you packed your souvenirs and the magazines,
That we left huddled on the corner of your street,
In the summer of 2009.
We felt so alive [x3]
Your phrase book at the seaside,
We're muted on a fairground ride,
Our words washed up with the tide,
A wave of syllables.
From grey winds to the blue skies,
On the dockside, we're so alive.
The lifeboats and the warships,
Hide in your eyes, we're so alive.
We're so alive.
Bodies sink on the morning train,
As the skyline hunches over in the pouring rain,
And I recall, I've never missed you more.
I traced my finger on the guide book page,
I joke about history, how it shows its age,
A Swedish airport took you in
But never let you go,
On central European time,
We felt so alive [x3]
Your phrase book at the graveside,
We're muted on a father's life,
Our words washed up with the tide,
A wave of syllables.
From grey winds to the blue skies,
On the dockside, we're so alive.
The lifeboats and the warships,
Hide in your eyes, we're so alive.
We're so alive.
We're so alive...
From grey winds to the blue skies,
On the dockside, we're so alive.
The lifeboats and the warships,
Hide in your eyes, we're so alive.
We're so alive.