Testo Phenomena

My knees hugged the steering wheel
As I ripped down Cleveland Street
'Cause I was always rushing around in record time
From point A to somewhere off the train line
With breakfast on my knees
Dreaming of faster ways to make money

Then one night a strange reflection A voice with acres of presence
Saw all my imperfections
Arms outstretched, unflinching

You were some phenomena
You made me wanna
Stop running so fast
And savour the last moments of the morning
As you'd sit there just talking

The years
They accelerate
And the creatures stalk and prowl
And all the things we swear to ourselves we'll never do
Or take for granted Or waste time so hung up on
Well our number's on the bingo card

But sometimes a strange reflection
A voice with acres of presence
Sees all my imperfections
And watches them grow older

You are some phenomena
You make me wanna
Stop running so fast
And savour the last moments of the morning
As you sit there just talking