Fitting..

..that my 200th post on Boy With A Coin is not only a Bloc Party one but saying things I'm not great at saying. This whole blog has been marred with me struggling with the right words at the right time, not that this is the right time to be saying what he says (was there ever a right time?).

Anyway, here's hoping the next 200 posts go up from here, apologies for the somewhat dreary mood around here lately.

If you're cold and you're alone
And you don't know where to go
You can call me anytime
Nothing's changed, I am still here

If you're running out of breath
And your building's burning down
You can jump, I will catch you
Nothing's changed, I am still here

With heavy hands and an absent mind
Did I blow your candle out?
With shortened words and a lack of time
Am I ever on your mind?

Was I cruel and never there?
Nothing to rely on
Was our romance a black hole?
You kept the better half than me

Well if you really wanted to know
Well no the earth's not moved for me since
I wish I could've given you lightness
The lightness that you deserve

And they say time is a healer
And time will look after you
I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait, I can't wait
Come over

Come over

Why don't you come over?

Well if you really wanted to know
Well no the earth's not moved for me since
I wish I could've given you lightness
The lightness that you deserve

And they say time is a healer
And time will look after you
Let it go, let it go, let it go, let it go
Come over

And I stole you that ring
'Cause I wanted you to have it
And it wasn't about me, I just wanted you to have it
Your smile, baby your smile, baby I come alive

I feel so naked, like before we met
Last night I was so close to just calling you up
They say it takes time to heal the wounds
I can't wait, I can't wait
Come over