A Place Aside - Beth Orton

I do still sometimes
Put my hand across
And I feel as yours
Gets placed on top
We drive along these empty streets
Same old ones they're always been
I can still hear
Your heartbeat in dark
We're still setting up
The same old sparks
Pull me close and we lay still
Wrap my toes around your heel
And we're talking as
I write this song
Unfolding as we go along
And I suppose we really do
I suppose it must be true
There will always be
A place aside
For you
I do still sometimes
Stare into your gaze
The way we stay for days and days
Kuze me but this seat is taken
They're been a while
But I'm still waiting
If I light these matches
Just to watch 'em burn
And I forget to keep myself warm
And I forgot how to sing my song
Then I suppose I really do
I suppose it must be true
But there will always
Be a place aside
For you
For you
For you
A Place Aside - Beth Orton