Paint your heart in fuzzy fuchsia Make yourself bright with light Say to your mum you need more sushi You need to treat yourself alright Swim swim swim on down to Leiha She says she has too much time to spill Drink the bird's soft holy water Drink the time you old on still Light soon will find us happy Lying in the Indies clouds Who knew you could be soft spoken We did nothing except seep through crowds When you going to know what this means When I draw that heart upon my hand Soon I'll be leaving with that fella Soon you'll turn around to make your stand … but you'll be too late … you'll be too late … be too late … too late … late