Words and music by 
Roddy Frame 
Waited winter long 
For her sweet face 
Sang my winter song 
To a suitcase 
Saw the surest thing 
I had ever known 
Find her own place 
Watched my numbers turn 
On a glass wall 
Felt my bridges burn 
On a last call 
As her clear blue gaze 
Set my heart ablaze 
In a snowfall 
I caught the fastest train 
That my feet could find 
Rode the wind of change 
Couldn't change my mind 
I got laid just to see 
My reflection burning bright 
I got paid and 
I prayed Everything would turn out right 
And then I sang my winter song 
I caught the fastest train 
That my feet could find 
Rode the wind of change 
Couldn't change my mind 
I got laid just to see 
My reflection burning bright 
I got paid and 
I prayed Everything would turn out right 
And then I sang my winter song 
And then a small voice sang inside of me 
And for miles and miles 
My eyes could see 
Then everything 
I knew Was wrong with me 
And then a snowflake fell imperfectly