Place In The Sun

Worry lines wrinkle as I pick out grey hairs Look up from my toast, get lost in your stare No holiday in a year or two Holes in my shoes, don't know what to do about Growing minus in my bank account Just getting by takes a huge amount Then you crack a smile and it melts away Hold onto each other til we next get paid Kiss me A little pick-me-up before we get to resuming The daily grind that I've half a mind to Give up, pull up sticks Go somewhere, no politics But then I open the front door and step into bliss Yeah, we don't have money What's mine is yours So glad to say haven't been here before Outside they're still fighting, but inside we're warm Holding hands on the sofa Our place in the sun Yeah, we don't have money What's mine is yours So glad to say haven't been here before Outside they're still fighting, but inside we're warm Holding hands on the sofa Our place in the sun These are hard times and the tough get growing Shelves are bare, culture cracks are showing Kintsugi held with golden glue We move as one to make it through Food bank address in my notes app Stroke my hair, laid on your lap Monthly pressure, nearly down for the count Party for two, bed sheets and take-out Kiss me A little pick-me-up before we get to resuming The daily grind that I've half a mind to Give up, pull up sticks Go somewhere, no politics But then I open the front door and step into bliss Yeah, we don't have money What's mine is yours So glad to say haven't been here before Outside they're still fighting, but inside we're warm Holding hands on the sofa Our place in the sun Yeah, we don't have money What's mine is yours So glad to say haven't been here before Outside they're still fighting, but inside we're warm Holding hands on the sofa Our place in the sun A fall from grace Would imply we ever had a place Sharp reminder work doesn't pay Single bedroom, baby on the way Wish we could cheat On benefits face our defeat Forget about false street cred Warm embrace, we got cans and bread We pick ourselves up We pick ourselves up We pick ourselves up We pick ourselves up Yeah, we don't have money What's mine is yours So glad to say haven't been here before Outside they're still fighting, but inside we're warm Holding hands on the sofa Our place in the sun Yeah, we don't have money What's mine is yours So glad to say haven't been here before Outside they're still fighting, but inside we're warm Holding hands on the sofa Our place in the sun