The world's been left alone Because all that can fly have flown And you beg and you plead For the cold wind to leave you alone
And the whole world solid froze Still a cold wind blows You are breathless from breathing It's too cold to breathe in at all
You rub your hands together Breathe on your fingers Stamp a little harder Pull up your collar Try to remember It's not like this forever It's only bad weather
It's so cold that you want to cry But the tears are ice on your eye Your lips breeze together It's unlike any weather you'd ever known
And you want to write a letter Complain to your neighbour Get a piece in the paper It's a hopeless vendetta You pull yourself together And try to remember It's only bad weather Things will get better
You hub your hands together Breathe on your fingers Stamp a little harder Pull up your collar Try to remember It's not like this forever It's only bad weather
It's just bad weather It's just bad weather It's just bad weather It's just bad weather
Compositor: Orlando Thomas Penhale Weeks (The Maccabees) (PRS)Editor: Butterfly Music Ltd (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #16719533 em 05/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM