I Thought It Was You

(I thoought it was you) I thought it was you I thought it was you I thought it was you 'Til my heart went bang And drifted into something better Something that I thought I'd never... I've been on the ceiling Still around to tell I've been on the pavement And I've been in the stairwell Taking numbers from a certain someone You don't know them Didn't seem to matter Walked without a care Ran right in the rush hour Just to get you out of my hair Dirty weather never flattened my complexion really You've gone out of fashion You've gone off the dial Tender navigation doesn't fit in with my style For the less attention to the minor details of intention Told me in the mirror Told me on the vine Couldn't make it clearer Told me on the vine Couldn't make it clearer If you put it up in lights in Broadway Here's your one way ticket to your closing night