Sunday Jeans Video (MV)

There's an X that marks the spot
Where you and I first met one day
I don't think that I could find it
But still we stand here anyway
On the corner of the world
In the core deep in your heart
There's a memory of pleasant afternoons
And lights rising for a new day about to start

The smells of gasoline and flowers
Rising from windows outside
Oceans turning on their heads
The world is shrinking, the world is wide
Where good friends come to meet you
You'll always land on your feet
Where there's hope, and pain, and joy
You'll find the music on the street
On the streets of my hometown
Where the children used to play
You'll find Sunday jeans and magazines
And they're all waiting for me

There's this place across our town
Where we could go, and we could meet
Where the full force of the future
Crashes its body into me
I won't stumble, I won't shake
I'll watch the world as it bends
In the eyes of a girl you love
The oceans never seem to end
And the flowers in your hair
Seem to grow into strong trees
You'll find stones unturned and hate adjourned
And they're all waiting for me