She likes to see the snow on the ground
But this winter's got her down
Feeling unfound
Cause there ain't no one around
And she finds herself out in the night
In all his favorite places just to feel alright
Searching for days to find his touch
When he walks in, she goes numb
And eyes meet
Knees get weak
And he can feel her fire
As she's climbing on his desire
Here we go
Right back to the start again
Right back to where we've really always been
Playing games that we both know we can't win
And spinning circles just to find ourselves again
Here we go
Right back to the start again
Right back to where we've really always been
Playing games that we both know we can't win
And spinning circles just to find ourselves again
My pretty little rose, she comes and she goes
My pretty little rose, she comes and she goes
My pretty little rose, she comes and she goes
My pretty little rose, she comes and she goes
And so her cold night
Turned into a warm delight
But there's a shift in tide
The thoughts are swimming in her mind
And he can tell she's getting ready to run
She's moving around like a loaded gun
She knows at home there's an empty bed
He looks at her, she looks at him and says
Just one more night
Let's feel alright
Nothin to lose
Just me and you
Here we go,
right back to the start again
Right back to where we've really always been
Playin games that we both know we can't win
And Spinning circles just to find ourselves again
Here we go,
right back to the start again
Right back to where we've really always been
Playin games that we both know we can't win
And Spinning circles just to find ourselves again
My pretty little rose, she comes and she goes
My pretty little rose, she comes and she goes
My pretty little rose, she comes and she goes
My pretty little rose, she comes and she goes
Folk, electronics, Brazilian, and European sounds blend on Thomas Pappon's latest. Sounds like Air doing Tropicália. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 23, 2014