I dreamt about you nearly every night this week 

How many secrets can you keep? 

Cause there’s this tune I’ve found that makes me think of you somehow 

And I play it on repeat until I fall asleep 

Spilling drinks on my settee 

Do I wanna know?

If this feeling flows both ways

It's hard to see you go

I'm sorta hoping that you'd stay

Baby we both know

That the night were mainly made for saying things that you cant say tomorrow day