IQ - Through My Fingers lyrics

So baby, you don't have the time Too busy, you can't see the crime In keeping yourself to yourself Well, girl You don't look that good anyway Persistence paid off in the end She insisted we'd only be friends That was then this is now one year later It's not right, no not quite All the lights are on but no-one's home tonight Girl with a summer tan Slips through my fingers like sand All I wanted to see was you Coming home to me Smiled so wide I'm tearing my face When she moved her stuff into my place But all I see now are notes on a table Yeah, I love you too But what good does that do? We gotta get together baby Me'n'you Girl with a summer tan... I go crazy pacing the floor Learn my lines Then you walk through the door When I see you it fires something in me Your loving shows I wanna burn these clothes Take your right there where you're standing Lace and all. Girl with a summer tan...