Well the day cast down   lengthy shadows on unfamiliar towns   and i drove 300 miles from the place i call home   and i tipped my hat to the angel of the north   and the sun, it set fire to the heavens   on the hills over sheffield tonight   and i will sail over this countryside with new friends and old   we are nowhere but man, we’re alright      so you can keep your belief in whatever   and i’ll wear my cynicism like a tattoo   and while poets try to engineer definitions of love   oh you know that all i can think of is you   and i just can’t wait to see you on sunday   far from the traffic and the smoke and the noise   but for this evening i will play back every message that you sent   so i can sleep to the sound of your voice   oh      now i don’t lightly use words like forever   but i will love you ‘til the end of today   and in the morning when i remember everything that you are   well i know i’ll fall for you over again   now i know someday this all will be over   and it’s hard to say what most will i miss   just give me one way to spend my last moments alive   and i choose this, i choose this, i choose this   i choose this, i choose this, i choose this   i choose this, i choose this, yeah i choose…   this