Loyle Carner - Dear Jean

I think we got sixteen before, easily Dear Jean I hope this doesn't come as a surprise But I've fallen for a woman from the skies And she be truer than the lies Truer than the prize And you can see it when you look into her eyes Deep blue like the flicker of the flame before it dies But this ain't dying, it's rising Like the big round orange on horizon I know it means I'm not about as much But listen, I ain't moving out as such Just moving half my clothes, maybe louder stuff Out the south, out the house, never out of touch Trust, I don't think I said it loud enough I'm out the south, out the house, never out of touch Trust, out of sight never out of mind Out the light, never out of line Trust, another night running out of time Let it shine like we're living in a pantomime She's not behind me or behind you But beside we and beside two But behind these little lines true That I scribble in a book, think she idolizes you So one night I'll be saying: I do To a girl that can read my mind, too With little Ryan sat in a white suit With my own baby Jean sat to his right too I had a dream and it came true And I can only blame you Shit, I can only blame you I guess you came through