Polish Girl

It's been at least another year

And still I haven't got the chance to say

Always rolling off the tongue

Never said but nearly sung about a million ways

Every photograph and story

Trickled through the lengthy web of friends

I overthought but understood

Distant looks but looking good

And not the other way

But you, you fail to remember

But you, you fail to remember

Do I still cross your mind? (You)

Your face still distorts the time (You, ooh)

With heat struck afternoons long through

Those idle dreams go back to you

The echo seems somewhat displaced

Every form that's on her face, I'm drifting off to

Bored of mere flirtation

That's what made up constellations that I've sought

Was this only in my head?

Just like most things go misread when overthought

But you, you fail to remember

But you, you fail to remember

Do I still cross your mind? (Ooh)

Your face still distorts the time (You, ooh, you)

Do I still cross your mind? (Ooh)

Your face still distorts the time (You, ooh, you)

Do I still cross your mind? (Ooh)

Your face still distorts the time (You, ooh)