clocks go forward
bay, james
and our long days in the heat haze starts to fade
so deep as the night draws in
and we'll be slow hearted lovers 'til the clocks go forward again
when there's no blue above
gonna keep my summer close
'cause there's still a field of green underneath the falling snow
when our hands grow so cold and hard to hold
so deep as the night draws in
and we'll be slow hearted lovers 'til the clocks go forward again
and we'll hide under sheets
so deep as the night draws in
and we'll be slow hearted lovers 'til the clocks go forward again