Nick Di Gregorio - Tiny Flat Lyrics

Passed out on the northern line
Arms like pretzels intertwined
Glitter Mixed with business suits
Drunk stumble from morning tube
It hits me like a transit bus that I've
Never loved someone this much
In a heartfelt war clothes hit the floor
In our tiny room that's 2 x 4
London May not be the place we raise a family but
We can build a home in a room we'l soon out grow
Way back when we packed our van
Bright eyed with a Master plan
Reach square mile and build a life
That's breathtaking un-compromised
Now our hustle starts with 6 alarms
A fight to rise against the sun and
Short goodbyes are bittersweet now parting ways is all routine
London May not be the place we raise a family
Cos' no matter where we go
You will always be my home
No plans are set in stone
Let's explore the great unknown
Skydive on the Sunshine Coast
Brazil or Mexico
Raise kids out on the road
Together we're unstoppable