| I saw my sister lay in bed
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| Chain-smoking cigarettes
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| Window open, November spilling in
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| I made a cross over my head
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| I dipped my fingertips in the calcified green holy water dish
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| I took pity on your battered soul
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| And never let you in
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| I feel like a lost winter coat
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| In a county church’s basement
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| Where I wept
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| I can’t believe that I’m here again
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| Waited 'til everybody left
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| I sat at the organ
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| And played myself a slow and quiet hymn
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| And then you sat up from the bench
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| You scared me half to death
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| I hadn’t seen you since you were a kid
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| I took pity on your battered soul
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| And never let you in
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| But if you feel like a lost winter coat
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| In a county church’s basement
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| I get it, I get it
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| Christ, you got tall
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| You’ve got your grandfather chin
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| I guess you’re mom’s been pretty busy
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| Why don’t you sit with me a bit
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| If you like that song
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| Then I can teach you it
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| Come on over to the organ
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| It’s easy, I promise, I promise
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| Put your left hand here like that
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| Line up your right and then it’s B to E, C Sharp Minor and back
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| And hey I’m sorry about your dad
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| I watched you during mass
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| He’d be so damn proud of how brave you’ve been
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| You took pity on their battered souls
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| And never let them in
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| But if I’m just a lost winter coat
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| In a county church’s basement
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| I could be of use
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| If you’re cold I could shelter you
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| And maybe I could stick around a bit you know
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| If you want someone to talk to |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Winter Coats , by - Aaron West and The Roaring Twenties. Song from the album Routine Maintenance, in the genre Альтернатива