Two Hours Traffic

Whenever We Finish Lyrics



Tangled in feathers

Tired and hoarse

Caught up in tethers

You are the source



We start every morning

With two little jabs

Won’t it be strange when

We stop splitting cabs?



Whenever you’re drifting

From pillow to pillow

You always expect me

To lift up my window



Whenever you finish

Taking on trouble

You always expect me

To start seeing double



Carry the weekend

Fist in the air

Tonight you’ll be back with

Hands in my hair



Whenever you’re drifting

From pillow to pillow

You always expect me

To lift up my window



Whenever you finish

Taking on trouble

You always expect me

To start seeing double



I’d rather see you in colour

I’d rather see you in colour

I’d rather see you in colour