Words and music by Roddy Frame



Waited winter long

For her sweet face

Sang my winter song

To a suitcase

Saw the surest thing

I had ever known

Find her own place



Watched my numbers turn

On a glass wall

Felt my bridges burn

On a last call

As her clear blue gaze

Set my heart ablaze

In a snowfall



I caught the fastest train

That my feet could find

Rode the wind of change

Couldn't change my mind

I got laid just to see

My reflection burning bright

I got paid and I prayed

Everything would turn out right

And then I sang my winter song



I caught the fastest train

That my feet could find

Rode the wind of change

Couldn't change my mind

I got laid just to see

My reflection burning bright

I got paid and I prayed

Everything would turn out right

And then I sang my winter song



And then a small voice sang inside of me



And for miles and miles

My eyes could see

Then everything I knew

Was wrong with me

And then a snowflake fell imperfectly