Talking To Myself by The Kooks
I tried not to meet you tonight.
My last girlfriend turned out my search light.
But I'm so happy to feel like this.
You're so sexy and I'm so pissed.
We were only dancing in the chill-out room,
Falling for each other to a pumping tune.
I was only talking to myself and now I'm talking to you.
I remember that time and place.
I remember your cheeky, smiling face.
Your sense of humour went to my head.
The night seems framed with those words you said:
"I've been here in London now for one whole year
And I meet you the night before I'm leaving here."
I was only talking to myself. Now I'm talking to you.