Blue Eyes of a Millionaire - Belle and Sebastian

Shyness hanging like a wendy
Bad clothes keep you in the village hall

Sunday nothing for the rest of us
Sunday listen to your spirits soar

Thank you thank you for the holiday

We talk sometimes in a quiet world

Three years digging all the scenery
Black walls cloudy as a sea of gulls

Let the summer go

Let tomorrow take care of itself
If you believe like you tell me so

Hand in hand
Your lover will be every sweet and hungry soul

Stage school falling like a summer end
Trees strip wrap yourself in color brown

Sun dips underneath the capricorn
Bell rings summer need to feeling warm

Mornings must have thought about you

All night reach out with a single call

Not my place to be your confidante

I just thought I'd catch you as you fall

Let the summer go

Let tomorrow take care of itself
If you believe like you tell me so

Hand in hand
Your lover will be every sweet and hungry soul