Laura Marling

I woke up and he was screaming.
I'd left him dreaming.
I roll over and shake him tightly, and whisper "If they want you,
then they're gonna have to fight me,"
(Oh, fight me)
I woke up on a bench on Shepherd's Bush Green
Oh a candle at my chest, and a hand on his knee.
I got up it was dark there's no-one in this park at this hour,
How do I keep finding myself here?
Oh, fight me.
If I look back and he is screaming,