Mambo Rumble - Picnic in November Lyrics

End of october
It's dark and cold
But I'm planning our picnic
When I'll come home

End of the city
The lights are so soft
Winters, i always fall in love
But I think now the most

I want to pick you out of my mind
And take you to the train
I wanna see your face in the window
Instead of that f*cking rain

End of my life
When you won't come
Blue eyes and cool aurae
Heavenly sunshine

Winters, i always fall in love
But I've never planned a picnic
Honey i'm so mad
Help me, I lost in the pink mist

I want to pick you out of my mind
And take you to my bed
Boring feeling that
In the bed you're just in my head

Aleshores ho deixes, i serás un senyal...