Proper

You took my crooked heart by the river

With your oblique, obstinate charm

And I don't know what you saw in me

But you took my soul pretty far

Farther than it's ever been

Maybe a thousand miles away

Maybe on an aeroplane

Everything is gonna be alright

Everything is gonna be alright

Everything is gonna be alright

Cos you're proper

I might be selfish wanting one more kiss

And I might be selfish, want you all to myself

Here comes that evening train, too soon

It hits me like a ton of bookshelves

And even now the sun is skewed

These memories mustn't fade away

Into another day