Testo finding rhythm - Neil Frances

finding rhythm

Seems like every time you’re up’s when I’m down
When I’m left, you’re right and I’m wrong
As you’re walking out the door, I’m still layin' on the floor
You’re already gone
When you are open and free
I’m locked in my misery
Now we’re tying up our laces
To follow the same paces
But somehow we’re out of synch
Must be synchronicity’s gone
You’re on a rhythm so different from mine
I could be serendipity, baby
And if we’re meant to be, it’ll be by design
By design
I’m stuck at work, you’re on a holiday
Feels like we’re always on a different page
Got me bending over backwards
For something I don’t even know
Wait a minute, I was thinking maybe
We could take this faster
So we could start to take it slow
What’s the rush?
You taste like summertime
While standing in the snow
With you who needs heroin?
How low do you wanna go?
Must be synchronicity’s gone
You’re on a rhythm so different from mine
I could be serendipity, baby
And if we’re meant to be it’ll be by design
By design
I’m stuck at work, you’re on a holiday
Feels like we’re always on a different page
Lined up
Falling off
Lined, lined up
Lined up
Falling off
Lined, lined up