snowy like cocaine but not the same 
no let down 
just let me take you to the winter tree along the river 
we'll see if we can wash these torn memories away from 
from our selfish minds 
everything changes and nothing changes they say in italy 
i tend to agree but here we are 
underneath this tree 
trying to change
The worst smokey ages
Are how I often feel
Even not for this
I often feel
I got my feeling
From this aching deal
This aching deal
This aching deal
This aching deal