Its warm outside But I can hear the snow Falling on my window I had to go away To somewhere deeper down I know its my mistake To take off out of this town And June becomes July
This roads on fire And my trains running slow It rains against my window I had to get away To somewhere no-one knows I know its my mistake To take off now in this way And June becomes July
The air is thin When you are above the clouds I see them from my window Its strange to get away now To somewhere no-one goes I know its my mistake But I dont even know now And June becomes July And June becomes July
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