Can’t We Pretend – Sorcha Richardson

Somewhere everybodies coming home
And now I’m lying in my old bedroom again on my own
Listen to the cars passing outside
Remember Adam crashed his car into the tree but somehow he survived
Then the next night you walked me home
We’d been drinking underage and you said do you think our parents know?

We hid a bottle in the trees
Oh we couldn’t find it later
Guess the neighbour’s getting drunk for free
No would couldn’t find it later
Guess the neighbour’s getting drunk for me

Somedays are quiet in my mind
It’s not that I don’t miss I’ve just lived this distance for some time
I still think about that September night
Sitting on an empty pew
Nobody will find us here
We were dreaming about where we both would go
You pointed out across the ocean
Oh I wonder now if I had known

We hit that bottle in the trees
That we wouldn’t find it later
Guess the neighbour’s getting drunk for free
No we wouldn’t find it later
Guess the neighbour’s getting drunk on me

You waved at me from the front door
I told you I’d be home for Christmas
I’ve been gone for six years more
You know I meant to call you back
Get so busy in this city, you expect me to keep track
It’s raining in New York too
That doesn’t mean I’m any closer to you

If I can’t be your friend
I don’t need you to believe me, can’t we still pretend?
If I can’t be your friend
I don’t need you to forgive me oh but can’t we still pretend?

If I can’t be your friend
I don’t need you to believe me oh but can’t we still pretend?
If I can’t be your friend
I don’t need you to forgive me, I don’t need you to forgive me