Had a northern Lad

not exactly had

he moved like the sunset, god who painted that

first he loved my accent

how his knees could bent

I thought we'd be okay

me and my molasses

but I feel something is wrong

but I feel this cake just isn't done

and don't say that you don't

you don't show much these days

it get's so fuckin cold

I loved his secret places

but I can't go anymore

"you change like sugar cane", sayes my northern lad

well I guess you go too far when pianos try to be guitars

I feel the west in you

but I, I feel it falling apart too

and don't say that you don't

And if you could see me now

said if you could see me now

girls you've got to know

when it's time to turn the page

when your only wet, because of the rain

because of the rain (x2)

because of the rain