The Idea of You - Robyn Hitchcock

The idea of you sets me alight

And then I burn all through the night

Like a cigarette smoulders on a beach

I cant forget youre out of reach

I love the idea of you

The idea of you, wired for sound

When your beating heart is under the ground

Im not possessed, I never was

Who would have guessed it’s just because

I love the idea of you

I love the idea of you

Whats that you said, time will grow old

And in your head your heart will turn cold

Rivers run out, mountains run down

The idea of you is always around

I love the idea of you

I love the idea of you