Personal Best

August was two blue bikes We don't use now you drive Mm-mm Apple juice to pink wine Oh, what's yours is always mine (Mm-mm) And the months flew like swallows to sea Now you're calling my phone instead of my street Are you dancing whilst I am asleep? Do you miss having me beside you In the front of your car on the way home Speeding past Brighton, with our arms out to 'Halo' And I'd walk into the wild if you'd say so Oh, and that was then Oh, and that was then You're my favourite escape in the city And I don't feel right unless you are here with me All that we are is the greatest of victories You're my personal best My personal best September was plastic bags Cutlery and years we had Mm-mm Missing you when I walk The party's over, can you talk? (Mm-mm) And the months flew like swallows to sea Now you're calling my phone instead of my street Are you dancing whilst I am asleep? Do you miss having me beside you In the front of your car on the way home Speeding past Brighton, with our arms out to 'Halo' And I'd walk into the wild if you'd say so Oh, and that was then Oh, and that was then You're my favourite escape in the city And I don't feel right unless you are here with me All that we are is the greatest of victories You're my personal best My personal best Seven hours, longest drive I wait for you station side Heart is half till you say "I missed you"