The Sweetest Thing - Richard Hawley Remix

I'm going on a date tonight
 To try to fall out of love with you
 I know, I know, this is a crime
 But I don't know what else to do
 My love, you're in a magazine
 My love, you're doing fine, you're on TV
 You wore my heart out then you ran away
 From Chicago to Cleveland you made me pay
 You made me pay
 When you're lucid, you're the sweetest thing
 I would trade my mother to hear you sing
 When you're lucid, you're the sweetest thing
 I would trade my mother
 On the bus radio
 "50 ways to leave your lover", oh no
 I laughed at the irony
 But like a stupid, the irony got lost on me
 It got lost on me
 When you're lucid, you're the sweetest thing
 I would trade my mother to hear you sing
 When you're lucid, you're the sweetest thing
 I would trade my mother
 You challenged me to write a love song
 Here it is I think I got it wrong
 I focused on the negative
 The pain was too much of an incentive
 Always my incentive
 When you're lucid, you're the sweetest thing
 I would trade my mother to hear you sing
 When you're lucid, you're the sweetest thing
 I would trade my mother to hear you song
 When you're lucid, you're the sweetest thing
 I would trade my mother to hear you sing
 When you're lucid, you're the sweetest thing
 I would trade my mother
 But she don't know just how far I'd go
 Would I walk for a hundred miles for a glimpse of your northern smile?