Simple lyrics

Simple, simple it used to be

Riding bikes through the city

But you can't make it better

And you can't drop out of sight

Sundays, Sundays after awhile

Leaves you worried inside

But you can't make it better

And you can't drop out of sight

Drugstore table the place falls down

You sit there broken and lonely

But you can't make it better

And you can't drop out of sight

Remember the place you know

Where things were so still

We were so still

It's perfect for my sweet queen

When it happens I'll cling to you

We'll go around a thousand trampolines

But you can't make it

And you can't drop out of sight

Simple, simple it used to be

Riding bikes through the city

But you can't make it better

And you can't drop out of sight