Plum - Troye Sivan

Lyricist：Troye Sivan Mellet/Brett McLaughlin/Oscar Görres/James Alan Ghaleb/Alexandra Hughes

Composer：Troye Sivan Mellet/Brett McLaughlin/Oscar Görres/James Alan Ghaleb/Alexandra Hughes

Producer：Oscar Görres

Watching you sleep

Run my hands through your hair and it's got me thinking

What you mean to me

There's a chill in the air and a sinking feeling

Coming over me

Like bitter tangerine

Like sirens in the streets

Oh now

Maybe our time has come

Maybe we're overgrown

Even the sweetest plum

Has only got so long

Baby we're barely holding on -ding on

Even the sweetest plum

Has only got so long

Jealous you can sleep

You've been keeping me up and I mouth the words

I think I wanna speak

Instead I'm wasting my time just pressing rewind

To all the nights we shared

The ripest peach or pear

But change is in the air oh

Maybe our time has come

Maybe we're overgrown

Even the sweetest plum

Has only got so long

Baby we're barely holding on -ding on

Even the sweetest plum

Has only got so long

Got so long

I was summer you were spring

You can't change what the seasons bring

Yeah I was summer and you were spring

You can't change what the seasons bring

Maybe our time has come

Maybe we're overgrown

Even the sweetest plum

Has only got so long

Baby we're barely holding on -ding on

Even the sweetest plum

Has only got so long

Maybe we're overgrown

The sweetest plum

Got so long

Got so long

The sweetest plum

Has only got so long