(heaton/rotheray)
Line one is the time
That you, you first stayed over at mine
And we drank our first bottle of wine
And we cried
Line two were away
And we both, we both had nowhere to stay
Well the bus-shelters always ok
When youre young
Now youre older and I look at your face
Every wrinkle is so easy to place
And I only write them down just in case
That you die
Lets take a look at these crows feet, just look
Sitting on the prettiest eyes
Sixty 25th of decembers
Fifty-nine 4th of julys
Not through the age or the failure, children
Not through the hate or despise
Take a good look at these crows feet
Sitting on the prettiest eyes
Line three I forget
But I think, I think it was our first ever bet
And the horse we backed was short of a leg
Never mind
Line four in a park
And the things, the things that people do in the dark
I could hear the faintest beat of your heart
Then we did
Now youre older and I look at your face
Every wrinkle is so easy to place
And I only write them down just in case
You should die
Lets take a look at these crows feet, just look
Sitting on the prettiest eyes
Sixty 25th of decembers
Fifty-nine 4th of julys
You cant have too many good times, children
You cant have too many lines
Take a good look at these crows feet
Sitting on the prettiest eyes
Well my eyes look like a map of the town
And my teeth are either yellow or theyre brown
But youll never hear the crack of a frown
When you are here
Youll never hear the crack
Of a frown