Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Indian Summer, artist - Stereophonics. Album song Graffiti On the Train, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 03.03.2013
Record label: Ignition, The Stereophonics Ltd (dba Stylus Records)
Indian Summer |
Every time that I see her, |
A lightning bolt fills the room, |
The underbelly of Paris, |
She sings her favourite tune. |
She’ll drink you under the table, |
She show you a trick or two, |
But every time that I left her, |
I miss the things she would do. |
She was the one, for me, |
She opened my eyes, to see, |
She was the one, for me, |
Well alright. |
It was cold September, |
Before the Indian Summer, |
That’s the thing I remember, |
When she gave me a number. |
Went from station to station, |
On a train ‘cross the nation, |
And the rain of November, |
That’s the time that we ended. |
She was the one, for me, |
Oh alright. |
Vodka with coca-cola, |
Cocaine tucked in her shoes, |
Cigarettes over coffee, |
Her halo slipped to a noose. |
Take the slow boat to China, |
You fly it right ’round the moon, |
She could take it or leave it, |
I knew it had to end soon. |
She was the one, for me, |
She opened my eyes, to see, |
She was the one, for me, |
Well alright. |
It was a cold September, |
Before the Indian Summer, |
That’s the thing I remember, |
When she gave me her number. |
Went from station to station, |
On a train ‘cross the nation, |
And the rain of November, |
That’s the time that we ended. |
She was the one, for me, |
She opened my eyes, to see, |
She was the one, for me, |
Oh alright, alright, alright, alright, yeah. |