Don't it darling
Knowing all your if's and why's
Your when's and how's
December comes in as a short procession
A little punctured, a little heartbroken
But not forever and not for long
In New York, the vagabonds have fled
To your dusty wings
The play bill tramps are
Starving for a little warmth
It seems I've help my arms like this for ages
But I am done waiting, I am lowering them down
Like a white flag, like a sail
It's Clementine season, my peach, my little
You are gone, but now I like all my parts
It's funny how when we're whole, we feel hollow
It's funny, I like me best with a broken heart
So, when winter started to thaw
You may be tempted to come around
And it's likely to be too late
La la la...
Knowing you makes all the difference Don't it darling Knowing all your if's and why's Your when's and how's December comes in as a short procession A little punctured, a little heartbroken But not forever and not for long In New York, the vagabonds have fled To your dusty wings The play bill tramps are Starving for a little warmth It seems I've help my arms like this for ages But I am done waiting, I am lowering them down Like a white flag, like a sail It's Clementine season, my peach, my little You are gone, but now I like all my parts It's funny how when we're whole, we feel hollow It's funny, I like me best with a broken heart So, when winter started to thaw You may be tempted to come around And it's likely to be too late La la la... Explain Request ×
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