Text: Architecture In Helsinki. Fingers Crossed. Kindling.

You count to seven
It's usually till ten
To hell with Sydney girls
You're much better than them

On my mattress I've been drawing a line
Where I'll shut my eyes
And where you should lie
You should lie

If you should lie
I'll be a lighter of fires
You'll be the fighter of fires
I'll be the lighter of fires
You be the fighter of fires

Should I choose to stay
Here now all depends
On buildings, buses, streets
Trees, rain and friends

On my mattress I've been drawing a line
Where I'll shut my eyes
And where you should lie
You should lie

If you should lie
I'll be a lighter of fires
You'll be a fighter of fires
I'll be a lighter of fires
You be a fighter of fires