Текст песни: love spit love - November 5








so where are we now
a summer`s end autumn breeze
the winter is at your sleeve
the leaves have all gone
the windows are filled with frost
if i don`t come home i`m lost
mary mark and john
put on their shoes
and all ran home
and we`re all here all alone
now they`ve gone
there`s ice on the pond
the fishes have gone to sleep
the water is cold and deep
mary mark and john
put on their shoes
and all ran home
and we`re all here all alone
now they`ve gone
summer`s gone from this town
i hope it all don`t fall down
hope it all don`t rain on me
summer`s gone from this town
i hope it all don`t rain down
hope it all don`t fall on me
the sun is shining in my sleep
i`m in the shade so cool and green
the blue sky`s over me
stop tossing and turning
a spin of the bottle
said things that we`ve already said
so where are we now?
a summer`s end autumn breeze
the winter is at your sleeve
mary mark and john
put on their shoes
and all ran home
and we`re all here all alone
through september october
november december
a new year won`t come til they`ve gone

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so where are we now
a summer`s end autumn breeze
the winter is at your sleeve
the leaves have all gone
the windows are filled with frost
if i don`t come home i`m lost
mary mark and john
put on their shoes
and all ran home
and we`re all here all alone
now they`ve gone
there`s ice on the pond
the fishes have gone to sleep
the water is cold and deep
mary mark and john
put on their shoes
and all ran home
and we`re all here all alone
now they`ve gone
summer`s gone from this town
i hope it all don`t fall down
hope it all don`t rain on me
summer`s gone from this town
i hope it all don`t rain down
hope it all don`t fall on me
the sun is shining in my sleep
i`m in the shade so cool and green
the blue sky`s over me
stop tossing and turning
a spin of the bottle
said things that we`ve already said
so where are we now?
a summer`s end autumn breeze
the winter is at your sleeve
mary mark and john
put on their shoes
and all ran home
and we`re all here all alone
through september october
november december
a new year won`t come til they`ve gone

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