Vārdi: Firework Splints. Square Faces.

:
it was nottingham, christmas '05
and we'd been to the german market
it was lovely walking 'round without hopes, without fears
just you and me walking alone

and the winter was so cold,
and i could feel the ice melt on my toes

the flaming lips were my new favourite band
we never knew that we'd be holding hands

i remember sitting on a train, no pain
hardly hoping for anything
we were different back then
we smiled and we laughed about graffiti

but i remember back then,
and i so hate to be nostalgic
but the warmth of that time will always still shine:
the romance of two new friends alone

we had square faces,
we were perfect, don't look
we had square faces,
we were perfect, don't look
we had square faces,
we were perfect, don't look
we had square faces,
we were perfect, don't look
we had square faces,
we were perfect, don't look
we had square faces,
we were perfect, don't look
we had square faces,
we were perfect, don't look
we had square faces,
we were perfect, don't look
we had square faces,
we were perfect, don't look
we had square faces,
we were perfect, don't look
we had square faces,
we were perfect, don't look
we had square faces,
we were perfect, don't look

we had square faces,
we were perfect, don't look
we had square faces,
we were perfect, don't look
we had square faces,
we were perfect, don't look
we had square faces,
we were perfect, don't look