It's getting cold
The weatherman was wrong
It just goes to show
We have a fatherless sun
Where clouds touch the hills
When morning has begun
You'll see a girl
Who'll be singing this song
She'll be singing
What the f*ck?
What the f*ck is going on here?
She'll be singing
What the f*ck?
What the f*ck is going on here?
I spoke with the moon
And you know what she said
The tide's always moving
And I suggest you do the same
She sang like the birds
She sang like the trees
But nobody heard, no
Just what she sang to me
We were singing
What the f*ck?
What the f*ck is going on here?
We were singing
What the f*ck?
What the f*ck is going on here?
We were singing
What the f*ck?
What the f*ck is going on here?
We were singing
What the f*ck?
What the f*ck is going on here?