Save at least a little part
Of our Sundays in your heart
And tell I love and I hate you so
Why need a coat when I have you though
I like to think you felt that thrill
You could've been not in my head
I like to think you felt that thrill
You could've been not in my head
The apple that you gave me
Please look out your window
Black and white postcards
I like to think you felt that thrill
You could've been not in my head
I like to think you felt that thrill
You could've been not in my head
To bring back summer in the snowstorm
I will never sing to you again
I know nothing you won't understand
I'm happy that you're gone
You filled my thoughts with a pearl display
You made me think I have a home
I like to think you felt that thrill
You could've been not in my head