Pickpocket
Sewn up sleeves
so I can't be a pickpocket
Second-hand shoes
so I can't do a truant's trick
CHORUS:
But I do want to be next to you
when the waters rise a little higher
And I do want to protect you
when just the shoreline's left from the fire
Sleeveless suits
so I can't prove I'm innocent
Shepherded sheep
so I can't sleep on it
CHORUS
Let's be lovers on the run
Let's get married under the sun
Let's get lost on our own
Let's make mistakes we've always known
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