When He's Not Around - The Corrs

He’s uncool and unsophisticat

He’s a tightrope walker on an open path

He’s a maze of curiosity

He is the living bread that cures my appetite

I find that i can’t breathe and i can’t sleep

When he’s not around

Everyday is bluey grey

When he’s not in town

His mystique is one of innocence

I feel i’m lounging in lovely in his big blue eyes

And i would be preening in paradise

If i were always beside him like a Siamese

Can i keep him in my galaxy

Can he live within my fantasy

Can i keep him in my galaxy

Can he live within my fantasy