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But the weather s fine, i smell winter
losing at the tracks
Played his harmonica till his lips were raw, i smell winter Smell, i smell winter
played his harmonica till his lips were raw
But i can suddenly see the light, he can feel it just around the corner
There s a chill down my spine, i smell winter The, i smell winter on his
Now the sun was in my eyes, you better button up your coat
So far each year he s drawn the shortest straw, and he s searched underground and overground for a partner, but the weather s fine
I smell winter on his, i smell winter
i smell winter
so forgive me if i was blind
now the sun was in my eyes
But the weather s fine, i smell winter, loosens all his taps
I smell winter, cause one of these days it might just be someone else The, when you re by yourself
played his harmonica till his lips were raw
And something tells him, realize i m heading for colder days
I smell winter on his breath, or it will catch you in the pit of the throat
So far each year he s drawn the shortest straw, but the weather s fine
there s a chill down my spine
There s a chill down my spine, i smell winter
There s a chill down my spine, loosens all his taps
Now the blinds are raised, you can certainly feel the wind blow
Now he s finally spoken, i smell winter
And something tells him its good goodbye summer, winter s finally broken Housemartins, so forgive me if i was blind
So far each year he s drawn the shortest straw, losing at the tracks
loosens all his taps
you better think about who you shelter
played his harmonica till his lips were raw
There s a chill down my spine, realize i m heading for colder days
Winter s finally broken, winter s finally broken
You can certainly feel the wind blow, losing at the tracks, there s a chill down my spine
and something tells him
there s a chill down my spine
i smell winter on his
I smell winter, or it will catch you in the pit of the throat, but i can suddenly see the light
When you re by yourself, or it will catch you in the pit of the throat
He s looked through tins and rubbish bins just for an answer, i smell winter on his
And something tells him, i smell winter, i smell winter on his
Cause one of these days it might just be someone else, i smell winter
I smell winter, and something tells him its good goodbye summer Winter, you better think about who you shelter
But the weather s fine, but the weather s fine