Il testo della Angels on speed-dial

I like the way that my shirt smells
When its been in your embrace.
And i dig the way that my hand feels
When yours keeps it company.
Under these overcast skies,
Looking pretty as a picture
That ill tape inside my notebook.
I just wish i had some answers.

Answers to this pandemic
That we suffer known as distance;
And im throwing coins in the river
In a fit of formal wishing.
Am i just wasting my money
Missing something so lovely?
No. damn, say it twice,
Ill hold you hand when our eyes meet again.

Because i love, i love your smile
And i like, i like your style,
And its so unfortunate dear that i can only stay a short while.