Watching heathers
Holding hands
Listening to Joy Division
Play in some old television
Spending summers
Inside record stores
Listen to Disintegration
Kiss on every room we collision
We could live an eighties romance, my love
We could be what they all talk about
In movies
I love pretending that we could be an eighties romance my love
David Bowie
On your bedroom wall
Drive around all night in circles
Watch your hair dance through the window
Catch some screening
At some old café
Laying on the grass all night long
Star gaze and dance to every Eeeks song
We could live an eighties romance, my love
We could be what they all talk about
In movies
I love pretending that we could be an eighties romance my love
We could live an eighties romance, my love
We could be what they all talk about
In movies
I love pretending that we could be an eighties romance my love
