Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Minneapolis Cold, artist - Ron Pope. Date of issue: 06.01.2021
Song language: English
Minneapolis Cold |
| I walk to your house then back to mine |
| Sky a blue-black, it is four forty-five |
| In the morning I miss you, but I don’t know why |
| I don’t think that I love you, I just hate goodbyes |
| The winter we met you’d just dropped out of school |
| Heart like a Mustang ran out of fuel |
| Slept at your grandma’s cause your mother flew |
| Off on Mexican mud, smelled of church and perfume |
| I walk to your house then back to mine |
| Sky a blue-black, it is four forty-five |
| In the morning I miss you, but I don’t know why |
| I don’t think that I love you, I just hate goodbyes |
| The reverend he warned that we’re all born to lose |
| If we start out defective what is there to prove |
| Miss your ten dollar mouth and your ignorant shoes |
| If you read the good book I think you are confused |
| I walk to your house then back to mine |
| Sky a blue-black, it is four forty-five |
| In the morning I miss you, but I don’t know why |
| I don’t think that I love you, I just hate goodbyes |
| Sun’s comin' up as it usually does |
| Sins of the evening swept under the rug |
| Minneapolis cold in a Portland tow truck |
| I would laugh at myself but who am I to judge |
| I walk to your house then back to mine |
| Sky a blue-black, it is four forty-five |
| In the morning I miss you, but I don’t know why |
| I don’t think that I love you, I just hate goodbyes |
| I don’t think that I love you, I just hate goodbyes |