Tanita Tikaram

Well, our dog beats in his own heart
Our dog was from the start
Not much use in the rain
Not much use in the sun
Put it outside and let the paint run
Put it outside and let the paint run
Well, our mean day was not heaven sent
Couldn't stay, couldn't raise the rent
Couldn't stay-a-little - let us be
Couldn't stay - so we set it free
Hey
Supposing
I meet you
We waste some time
Supposing, I let you
You still be in mind, mind, mind, mind
Enter - kisses not able
Not able to turn some tricks
Not able to give me favours
Not even when I'm thick with it
And my heart wasn't a stranger
But it sure made no sense to me
Made no sense to any flavour that came
Sown in so cautiously