You lobbed two jacksons on the table
Finished the bottle with the faded label
I'd kept for some special occasion
Through heaven rip tide and aging
And then you said and I thought it was amazing
"this is what I owe you David"
We were so close to each other's peak
And it was the first time I heard you speak
I was the cinema
I was the cinema
I was the cinema
And you with the shoes you wore to the wedding the day I met you
You with the shoes you wore to the wedding the day I met you
I have weak knees
How would you know
If I wasn't telling you so
You held your head up high
And let me lie
Cinnamon, cinnamon was your flavour
Despite the lighter colour
Of your hair, of your hair and your eyes
Everyday sunrise
I was the cinema
I was the cinema
I was the cinema
And you with the shoes you wore to the wedding the day I met you
You with the shoes you wore to the wedding the day I met you
You with the shoes you wore to the wedding the day I met you
You with the shoes you wore to the wedding the day I met you