Lyrics

When I was 16, you made me a mix tape
You thought it would be cool to share your music with me
The track listing was written in your own fair hand
Your writing was scruffy and in different coloured pen
I played and I played that tape until it was worn

When I lived in Paris, you made me a mix tape
Well, actually, this time it was on a CD
You wrote me a description of what each song meant to you
Then I did the same, so we both learned something
I played and I played that CD until it was scratched

We're mixing it up and we're moving around
We're running down streets where we think we'll be found
And if you were here now, I'd play you that tape
We'd sing out or hearts and we 'd plan our escapes
We'd play and play that tape until it was worn

When I was at work, I made you a playlist
I posted the link to your Facebook page
You said you would listen to the songs on shuffle
When a new one came on, it would be a surprise
You played and played that playlist until you were bored

When I was at home, I made you a mix tape
I thought it would be cool to share my music with you
I laid down the songs on my 4 track recorder
Had to keep starting over until I played the right notes
And I played and I played those songs until I was sure

We're mixing it up and we're moving around
We're running down streets where we think we'll be found
And if you were here now, I'd play you that tape
We'd sing out or hearts and we 'd plan our escape
We'd play and play that tape until it was worn
And unravelled and falling apart
We'll wind it back in with a pencil
We'll keep all the words and the melodies safe
To live on in our memories

When I was 16, you made me a mix tape
You thought it would be cool to share your music with me
The track listing was written in your own fair hand
Your writing was scruffy and in different coloured pen
And I played and played that tape until it was worn