Sunglasses

We'll wash our hands of this city The one we painted bright gold And were moving away to Toronto To follow where my spotlight glows I get the feeling that you already left a few years ago You've had one foot out the door since your brother left home But we're broken and bruised And I'm always used But you've held me close And all the flower children in Kensington Were calling out a familiar name And we stood on the bridge And washed our sins In the neon lights And I took my sunglasses off I'll play the yellow piano on 17th avenue And let you know which songs are about you And you look up at the moon And soak up the light while I soak up you And I get the feeling that you don't wanna go home So let's explore this city alone And you grab my hand And I don't think you understand You say my name would be so much prettier If I took yours And I can't wait to walk barefoot on our kitchen floors All the flower children in Kensington Are calling out a familiar name And we stood on the bridge And embraced our sins In the neon lights And you took your sunglasses off You hide your eyes Because you're always looking into mine