Record Fair

Rain on the window pane
Thinking of you again
Had to phone, to check you’re still on your own

Just when I’d thought you’d gone
I’m catching a train back home
Five to three
Playing a tape you made me

What you’re looking for at the record fair?
What you’re looking for?
Could you find me there?

Let me apologize
You know that I miss your eyes
Make me laugh you know you make me laugh

With me do you fancy some ginger tea?
Hearing your favourite band
You’re holding both of my hands

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