You saved for a bass guitar

You knew you'd made a mistake when you first saw Marr

With your pen and notebook you've blown me away

It's the smallest words we cannot say


Your favourite colour is that of red wine

Which brings me around to your favourite pastime

With your pen and notebook you've blown me away

And I won't be blamed for not feeling the same


Are the stars out tonight

From the Southside oh the prettiest side


Will you stumble or fall tonight

Are you watching wrapped up cosy and tight


We're not the same

We're not the same 

We're not the same