Lyrics London Grammar

London Grammar

Interlude

Grey stares beneath the moon

Tonight I’ll be dreaming of you

People and rhythm instead

And there you’ll be

There you’ll be inside my head

Hmmm, I will dream of you

Hmmm, you’ll dream of me too

Hmmm, your hands, they’re on my face

Hmmm, there would be no better place

Some miracle man must have shot me

While I wake. I never ran fast enough

Oh my mistakes

Would you really want me

In the light of day, that very same man

Shot flaws right through my face

Hmmm, I will dream of you

Hmmm, you’ll dream of me too

Hmmm, your arms curled round my waist

Hmmm, there would be no better place

Could you have your arms around my

Could you have your arms around my