The Devlins - Montreal

Текст песни

My feet are slippin' in the snow
can’t understand what’s on the radio
I’m just trying to count the cost of all these days, spent on my own
I’ll meet you later in a bar Somewhere on St. Laurent Street.
Guess you’re probably gonna be the waitress. Yeah, you’ll probably think my accent is sooo sweet
And this rain.
This rain is gonna freeze.
Now you’ve got me You’ve got me on my knees
It’s freezing over in Montreal. Montreal. Shops are closing
Lights are coming on
I’m still tryin' find my secondhand store
Made an offer, yeah
First refusal
On a jacket she swore to me was pre-war Yeah, which war?
You’ll be beautiful 'til the day you die
With your hair in my hands
Snow fallin' outside
It’s freezing over in Montreal. Montreal.
I keep slipping on this hill
I can’t move forward
But I can’t stand still
This rain. This rain is gonna freeze
And you’ve got me You’ve got me on my knees
It’s freezing over in Montreal. Montreal.
It’s freezing over in Montreal. Montreal.