Six Weeks Songtext
von Future Islands

Wide awake, a week ascending
Our first meeting, wish it never ending
Can′t remember the last time that I felt this natural
But I leave tomorrow
Forget this fleeting sorrow

Let's not talk of it
Let′s just sit up and talk a bit
Thought I'd never find someone like you, and in my life you came
Go to sleep, yet 'cause I want this to last a while
You′re sweet as sugar piles
Say anything to make you smile

I can sleep on the plane tomorrow
Could be six more weeks before we speak
I can sleep on the plane tomorrow
In six more weeks, who knows where you′ll be?


Half-asleep, the rest is easy
Half-awake, my arm goes creeping 'round you
To the other side, oh, I′m so deeply
So entranced with you
What am I to do?

Rest assured, I'll be gentle
I won′t rush too far ahead without you asking me to
Take it slow, nice and simple
And if we lose to sleep, know I'll be right next to you

You can sleep on the plane tomorrow
Could be six more weeks before we speak
You can sleep on the plane tomorrow
In six more weeks, who knows where I′ll be?

Who knows where we'll be?
Who knows where we'll be?
Who knows where we′ll be?
Who knows where we′ll be?
Who knows where we'll be?

We can sleep on the plane tomorrow
Could be six more weeks before we speak
We can sleep on the plane tomorrow
In six more weeks, who knows where you′ll be?


Six more weeks, who knows where I'll be?
I can sleep on, can sleep on the plane
I can sleep on, sleep on the plane