I've got a rainy day in my head and in my pocket I've got this fucking rainy day in my head and in my pocket And I don't know what to do 'cause I'm wrong in my own conversations I don't wanna leave this place. I just want you. I just want you.
This autumn leaves much to be desired But I know certain people who enjoyed it much Nasty weather and wool clothes I don't know how they love it. I just want you. I just want you.