South London Forever

A When I go home alone I drive past the place where I was born G And the places that I used to drink Bm Young and drunk and stumbling in the street A Outside the Joiners Arms like foals unsteady on their feet A With the art students and the boys in bands A G High on E and holding hands with someone that I just met A G I thought, "It doesn't get better than this Bm A There can be nothing better than this, better than this." A And we climbed onto the roof, the museum G And someone made love in the ground Bm And I'd forgot my name A And the way back to my mother's house A With your black cool eyes and your bitten lips A The world is at your fingertips G Bm It doesn't get better than this A What else could be better than this? A Oh, don't you know? I have seen G I have seen the fields aflame Bm And everything I ever did A Was just another way to scream your name A G Over and over and over and over again Bm A Over and over and over and over again A And we're just children wanting children of our own G I wanted space to watch things grow Bm A But did I dream too big? Do I have to let it go? G And what if one day there is no such thing as snow? Bm A Oh God, what do I know? N.C. And I don't know anything N.C. Except that green is so green N.C. And there's a special kind of sadness that seems to come with spring A Oh, don't you know? I have seen G I have seen the fields aflame Bm And everything I ever did A Was just another way to scream your name A G Over and over and over and over again Bm A Over and over and over and over again A Oh, don't you know that I have seen G I have seen the fields aflame? Bm But everything I ever did A Was just another way to scream your name