Lyrics Paul Smith and The Intimations - Break Me Down

Cherry red,
you were a secret to me.
Bobbed brunette,
King Cross became that bit more glamourous.
Talk until…
you unvel ambitions to me.
Plastic parasol;
artificial heater lighting up your face.

Break me down.
It won´t be hard.
Widen your eyes until I cry.

Got a fuzzy head.
There´s a dent in both of our defences now
Trying to forget
Your demeanour leading me a merry dance.

Break me down.
It won´t be hard.
Widen your eyes until I cry.
I´m the same age now that you were then.
I understand the way you felt.
You can break me down.
Catch a plane and I´ll meet you in the middle.

I was still dreaming of the coatcheck girls
I was just trying to forget.

Break me down…