The moment we forgot we were just good friends
[A friendship evolves into a romance. 'Moment' seems to indicate it happens without any premeditation. On the spur of the moment.]
I moved my arm, her face went red again
[The moment it happens. Blushing is beyond friendship but more in the realm of romance.]
One more bus home, another silent weekend
[The lonely moments that follows after the romantic moment is 'consumed' and plunges into a form of lonely nostalgia]
You said love was painted gold
Like all things growing old
The paint peels and slowly falls
You already know
You already know
You already know
[Illustrates that they had been discussing and sharing their philosophy about love.
She had a clear philosophy: Love is an illusion that faints over time.
He acknowledges she was right]
Looking out the glass though we sit together
[They are together yet their mind is elsewhere absorbed in the afterthoughts of what happened]
We both know we could be someone better
['Be someone better' by having resisted the impulsion of the moment (romance).]
Not with our heads like London weather
['London weather' minds and thoughts are like 'fogged up'. Not perceiving the way forward.]
You said love was painted gold
Like all things growing old
The paint peels and slowly falls
You already know
You already know
You already know
The moment we forgot we were just good friends [A friendship evolves into a romance. 'Moment' seems to indicate it happens without any premeditation. On the spur of the moment.]
I moved my arm, her face went red again [The moment it happens. Blushing is beyond friendship but more in the realm of romance.]
One more bus home, another silent weekend [The lonely moments that follows after the romantic moment is 'consumed' and plunges into a form of lonely nostalgia]
You said love was painted gold Like all things growing old The paint peels and slowly falls You already know You already know You already know [Illustrates that they had been discussing and sharing their philosophy about love. She had a clear philosophy: Love is an illusion that faints over time. He acknowledges she was right]
Looking out the glass though we sit together [They are together yet their mind is elsewhere absorbed in the afterthoughts of what happened]
We both know we could be someone better ['Be someone better' by having resisted the impulsion of the moment (romance).]
Not with our heads like London weather ['London weather' minds and thoughts are like 'fogged up'. Not perceiving the way forward.]
You said love was painted gold Like all things growing old The paint peels and slowly falls
You already know You already know You already know
You already know