London Grammar - Interlude

Grey stairs beneath the moon
Tonight I'll be dreaming of you
People and rhythm instead
And there you'll be
There you'll be inside my head

Hmm, I will dream of you
Hmm, you dream of me too
Hmm, your hands, they’re on my face
Hmm, there would be no better place Some miracle man must have shot me while I wake
I never ran fast enough for my mistakes
Would you really want me in the light of day?
That very same man shot flaws right through my face

Hmm, I will dream of you
Hmm, you dream of me too
Hmm, your arms go around my waist
Hmm, there would be no better place

Could you have your arms around my
Could you have your arms around my
In and out, in and out, no, no, no
In and out, in and out, no, no, no, ooh
Oh, oh