Craig Alan Hughes - Private Polly Lyrics

Private Polly keeps it all in
They say she's broken a few hearts
And that's how she begins
Melancholy fools in her wake
She'd do without the burden
But she'll live with the headache

This tangled euphoria
Tell me a story
A secret you'd share with no other
And as it gets heavier
Our eyes grow steadier
A glimmer that this could be ours and ours alone

Graphic artist back in Berlin
Caught her up to something
And he wishes it were him
Fear of the first time we hold hands
The fear of saying I love you
And the fear of hearing it back

This tangled euphoria
Tell me a story
A secret you'd share with no other
And as it gets heavier
Our eyes grow steadier
A glimmer that this could be ours and ours alone

Private Polly, pulls up a chair
Stares into her coffee
As the sunlight hits her hair
Maybe this time, maybe she's mine
An afternoon's shared solitude
For the chance to catch her eye

This tangled euphoria
Tell me a story
A secret you'd share with no other
And as it gets heavier
Our eyes grow steadier
Keep me from spending these hours and hours alone