A coffee stain on a window sill, a bad translation to a foreign film, or just wondering round with you, just wondering town with you, oh oh oh oh, would be enough. The tiny cracks on the city stone, a welcome back to your troubled home, or just wondering round with you, just wondering town with you, oh oh oh oh, would be enough. But ohhhhhhhhhhhh, I didn't see the sea until I crossed, Ohhhhhhhhh, and I didn't feel your love until I lost. The moving shadows on your swaying light, or you picture notes of porcupines, or just wondering round with you, just wondering town with you, oh oh oh oh would be enough. But ohhhhhhhhhhhh, I didn't see the sea until I crossed, Ohhhhhhhhh, and I didn't feel your love until I lost.