Вершы: Aztec Camera. Imperfectly.

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