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The Rumjacks

Cold London Rain

 

Cold London Rain

(álbum: Saints Preserve Us - 2018)


You found me so young and I gave you my heart without thinking
Cast o' white gold and hung from a silvery chain
So fresh were my wings I shot out from them shadows still blinking
All to find myself catching my breath in your cold London rain

Oh, pull me in, don't let me drown here
My aim is true and I've got so much more to give
Dry my hair and kiss me gently
And I'll surrender up my fighting heart to you

Your honey is sweet though you offer it up on a razor
Your roses so pretty, so long as they're plucked from the fire
For how cold your nights, I'll remember just how warm your days were
Before your cold London rain could dampen our burning desire

Pull me in, don't let me drown here
My aim is true and I've got so much more to give
Dry my hair and kiss me gently
And I'll surrender up my fighting heart to you

Pull me in, don't let me drown here
My aim is true and I've got so much more to give
Dry my hair and kiss me gently
And I'll surrender up my fighting heart to you

If you wait for me here, I'll return with a joy for your sorrows
A cure for your heart and a wee drop to soften the pain
And no matter the mark that we make on each others tomorrows
I will sing to the glory of you and your cold London rain

So pull me in, don't let me drown here
My aim is true and I've got so much more to give
Dry my hair and kiss me gently
And I'll surrender up my fighting heart to you

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