I miss those good ol' times
Just you and me so cool
Sippin' on a cup of joe
Was it one lump dear or two?
An early winter
I miss those good ol' times
When your words were good as bread
And laughs danced around our heads
All snug in a blanket warm
An early winter
sitting in the bar last night
i was sitting and up comes a guy
who told me he could study the heart
of anyone who wanted to try
do you wish that life could kill
do you wish that life could kill
you look like and feel like homicide
fire in my soul will
save you fire in my soul
will save you tell them your salvation has begun no no no
... loving chabging i find you in depths of doubt your stone
smile needs rescuing
and now your broken heart
my soul is going to set you free no no no...
loving changing