(Lyrics by Declan Murray| Music by
Declan Murray and Amith Narayan
The flashing of an eyelid
The twinkle of an eye
Was all it took to let me know that you were never shy
You told me you were on the run
From hell hounds on your trail
I told you I was going off the rails
And that was all the introduction that we knew
No holding hands, no chaperones
No restaurant for two
And with a flourish you took me by the hand
And pushed my weary head into the sand
Chorus:
And though I'm tired of the chase
Take a marathon and squeeze it to a hundred meter race
Cause I know if it's you I'm gonna miss
Reduce it to a kiss, reduce it to a kiss
And we dined on bread and a beer
Asking me if I was gonna run away in fear
I said that fear was furthest from my mind
You might have thought it was a lie
And we faded to black like they do in a film
My foot still on the floor your contacts still in
Like a restaurant that serves you
prepared and ready meals
We both agreed it was surreal
(Chorus)
And in the morning you told me I was free
And I walked home with yellow bruises on my feet
I must admit it was a way to pass the time
A perfect way to draw a line
(Chorus)
Declan Murray and Amith Narayan
The flashing of an eyelid
The twinkle of an eye
Was all it took to let me know that you were never shy
You told me you were on the run
From hell hounds on your trail
I told you I was going off the rails
And that was all the introduction that we knew
No holding hands, no chaperones
No restaurant for two
And with a flourish you took me by the hand
And pushed my weary head into the sand
Chorus:
And though I'm tired of the chase
Take a marathon and squeeze it to a hundred meter race
Cause I know if it's you I'm gonna miss
Reduce it to a kiss, reduce it to a kiss
And we dined on bread and a beer
Asking me if I was gonna run away in fear
I said that fear was furthest from my mind
You might have thought it was a lie
And we faded to black like they do in a film
My foot still on the floor your contacts still in
Like a restaurant that serves you
prepared and ready meals
We both agreed it was surreal
(Chorus)
And in the morning you told me I was free
And I walked home with yellow bruises on my feet
I must admit it was a way to pass the time
A perfect way to draw a line
(Chorus)