Andrew wouldn’t say a thing on the very last train / flipping through a catalogue / reviews of the top new gears / the sound of dreams / His neighbor snoring like a beast would scratch the heavy silence / stuck onto the window / nothing would have bothered him / right on his way / from late march to may…

the sky could still be grey / the only words he’d say / (Iz) will she be mine before I get down…

Two hours and a half to go Andrew takes his radio / walking through the alley / up to coach twenty-three / she’s there / she’s free / He knows exactly what to do / He’s been rehearsing for days / Turns the music loud on / dedicates the song to her / she laughs / she loves / asked Andy to stay…

the sky could still be grey / the only words he’d say / (Iz) will she be mine before I get down…

the sky could still be grey / the only words I’d say / (Iz) would you be mine if we don’t get down, if we don’t get down…