Walking in Figures of 8 I hope I'm not too late Figure 8 clouds I'm working things out Clouds looking strange Papercut fingers dancing on the strings If I could see you right now I'd dance just for you when the nightlight goes out Would you dance for me too? I'm counting on you The corner shop closes in under an hour Let's buy too much booze and get drunk in the shower Thinking in figures of 8 and it's easy 'cause I know what it adds up to Every day is the same but you gave me a brand new set of numbers Life's in a different colour