Anglophile by The Mood Elevator Lyrics

Wednesday morning down at the metro
Hanging round like a clown, like some kind of vagabond
Hiding out in an eighteenth-century shadow
No one here to cast my spell upon

Then you held open the door just for me
And I adore you from this moment that we meet
I'm your Anglophile

Now it's time to put my plan into motion
To catch your attention like I'm a gypsy with a potion
I laugh to myself, "How clever you are"
You pass it off, you're just a work of art

Then you held open the door just for me
And I adore you from this moment that we meet
I'm your Anglophile
You were meant for me
Anxious English child
You were meant for me
In another life, I'd have you by my side
In torchlit castle corridors from dragons we would hide
You'd let down your hair like today and you'd tempt me
I'd carry you off and away if you'd let me
If you'd let me

Then you held open the door just for me
And I adore you from this moment that we meet
I'm your Anglophile
You were meant for me
Anxious English child
You were made for me