Had a northern lad, well not exactly had, but,
He moved like the sunset, God who painted that.
First he loved my accent. How his knees could bend.
I thought we´d be okay, me and my molasses.

But I feel something is wrong… But I feel this cake just isn´t done.

And don´t say that you don´t.
And if you could see me now, said if you could see me now.
Girls you´ve got to know when it´s time to turn the page.
Or when you´re only wet because of all the rain.
Because of... because of... all the rain, because of...

He don´t show much these days, it´s gets so fucking cold.
I loved his secret places but I can´t go anymore.
"You change like sugar cane," says my northern lad.

I guess you go too far when pianos try to be guitars.
I feel the West in you, but I, I feel it falling apart too.

And don´t say that you don´t.
And if you could see me now... Said if you could see me now.
Girls you´ve got to know when it´s time to turn the page.
Or when you´re only wet because of all the rain.
Or when you´re only wet because of all the rain.
Because… of, because of... of the rain, because of...
Because of... of all the rain, because… of... the... rain...