Lyrics Dreamers - Trust Fund

Dreamers

If I press my face up against the window of my room
I can see you walking almost to the edge of my road and outwards onto
But I rarely do
Baby, I rarely feel the need to
And in the post 'Super Sunday' gloom
Would I even cross the street to say «I love you»?
And you can’t believe it’s happening
Are you sad about me?
Are you sad about me?
Or are you sad about your own thing?
Are you sad about me?
Are you sad about me?
Or are you sad about your own thing?
A boy you thought forgotten who has said something weird
About your skin being old looking
In the drowsing house
Seems maybe late to be heading out
For a Tesco trip motivated by guilt
We can taste our tears in our cereal’s milk
And in the morning dew
Baby, we can walk like dreamers do
Skating through the 'free from' to 'whole foods'
Feeling confident enough to say we’d want to
Anzac biscuits, Lamingtons
Are you sad about me?
Are you sad about me?
Or are you sad about your own thing?
Are you sad about me?
Are you sad about me?
Or are you sad about your own thing?
A boy you thought forgotten who has said something weird
About your skin being old looking
Tonight, oh tonight
Has it been four years already?
Tonight, oh tonight
We’re waking up with the breaking light
Has it been four years already?