Teksty: Bombay Bicycle Club. Evening/morning.

Always adrift, there are trips to make,
the night won't break, if the day won't break,
But i was out, did you get in, did you
Draw the right stamp on your skin, saying

I am ready to owe you anything,
I'm ready to owe you anything,
I'm ready to owe you anything,
I'm ready to owe you anything,

(We cant, we can't, we can't, we can't)

Keep with me i hope you'll see that,
We can speak at slower speeds,
When i wake up it will always be that
When i wake up it will always be that,
I am ready to,

I am ready to owe you anything,
I'm ready to owe you anything,
I'm ready to owe you anything,
I'm ready to owe you anything.

(Merci a Cecile pour cettes paroles)