Camera Obscura - French Navy

Spent a week in a dusty library waiting for some words to jump at me
We met by a trick of fate. French navy, my sailor mate
We met by the moon on a silvery lake. You came my way.
Said: "I want you to stay"

You with your dietary restrictions said you loved me with a lot of conviction
I was waiting to be struck by lightning. Waiting for somebody exciting like you
Oh, the thing that you do
You make me go "whoo" with the things that you do (you do, you do)

I wanted to control it. But love, I couldn't hold it

I'll be criticized for lending out my eye.
I was criticized for letting you break my heart
Why would I stand the disappointed looks
Fooling all but I'm on tender hearts... Ooh with the looks
Oh tender hearts, Ooh, with the looks, the looks, the looks

I wanted to control it. But love, I couldn't hold it

Relationships were something I used to
Convince me they are better for me and you
We met by a trick of fate French navy, my sailor
I wanted to control it. But love, I couldn't hold it