歌曲 | Soon It Will Be Cold Enough to Build Fires |
歌手 | Emancipator |
专辑 | Soon It Will Be Cold Enough |
And then I think I heard her say… | |
And then I think I heard her say… | |
And then I think I heard her say… | |
And then I think I heard her say… | |
And then I think I heard her say… | |
That she wants to get away | |
From the people and the cold weather | |
So I told her to pick a day | |
She said “We can leave now” so it seemed like give or take. | |
Instigating that I would see how to liberate | |
I just wanna put our hands close and the little things | |
Watching all the snow fall staring at the window pane. | |
But I don’t wanna go far from the mountain. | |
Now she’s thinking to herself I’m gonna go without him. | |
The door is left open and her voice won’t reverberate | |
Can’t even remember the laaaast time that I heard her say | |
And I think she used to say… | |
And I think she used to say… | |
And I think she used to say… | |
That she wants to get away | |
From the people and the cold weather | |
But I never appreciated | |
What she did for me. | |
Though I knew she couldn’t stay | |
Should’ve met her at the train | |
Now I never hear her say | |
Now I never hear her say… | |
No I never her say | |
That she’s gonna miss the world. | |
Now I understand why she can’t be heard | |
Cause I miss the girl. | |
And I miss her words. | |
My vision’s blurred, and I know it’s absurd | |
How I miss the girl | |
I should’ve made the effort to tell her | |
That I would write a letter | |
Regretting that I never followed beside her | |
Or swallowed my pride till it burns | |
And now it hurts deep inside | |
Till I hear her cry | |
And I hope to hear her cry… | |
And I hope to hear her cry… | |
When she will walk through that door | |
I will talk to the girl, but I think I would refer | |
To the fact | |
that instead of leaving I thought she’d prefer love | |
But I gotta letter from a place I’ve never heard of. | |
Tracing all the words with my finger gone numb | |
From the icy wind that keeps beating on the drums | |
Says she’s never coming back and that I will admire | |
But soon it will be could enough to build another fire. |
And then I think I heard her say | |
And then I think I heard her say | |
And then I think I heard her say | |
And then I think I heard her say | |
And then I think I heard her say | |
That she wants to get away | |
From the people and the cold weather | |
So I told her to pick a day | |
She said " We can leave now" so it seemed like give or take. | |
Instigating that I would see how to liberate | |
I just wanna put our hands close and the little things | |
Watching all the snow fall staring at the window pane. | |
But I don' t wanna go far from the mountain. | |
Now she' s thinking to herself I' m gonna go without him. | |
The door is left open and her voice won' t reverberate | |
Can' t even remember the laaaast time that I heard her say | |
And I think she used to say | |
And I think she used to say | |
And I think she used to say | |
That she wants to get away | |
From the people and the cold weather | |
But I never appreciated | |
What she did for me. | |
Though I knew she couldn' t stay | |
Should' ve met her at the train | |
Now I never hear her say | |
Now I never hear her say | |
No I never her say | |
That she' s gonna miss the world. | |
Now I understand why she can' t be heard | |
Cause I miss the girl. | |
And I miss her words. | |
My vision' s blurred, and I know it' s absurd | |
How I miss the girl | |
I should' ve made the effort to tell her | |
That I would write a letter | |
Regretting that I never followed beside her | |
Or swallowed my pride till it burns | |
And now it hurts deep inside | |
Till I hear her cry | |
And I hope to hear her cry | |
And I hope to hear her cry | |
When she will walk through that door | |
I will talk to the girl, but I think I would refer | |
To the fact | |
that instead of leaving I thought she' d prefer love | |
But I gotta letter from a place I' ve never heard of. | |
Tracing all the words with my finger gone numb | |
From the icy wind that keeps beating on the drums | |
Says she' s never coming back and that I will admire | |
But soon it will be could enough to build another fire. |