.Words and music by Roddy Frame
Walk out to winter, swear I'll be there.
Chill will wake you, high and dry
You'll wonder why
We met in the summer and walked 'til the fall
And breathless we talked, it was tongues.
Despite what they'll say, it wasn't youth, we hit the .
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