Из альбома: Happeners
Oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh!
A little
itself reflecting in the TV's blues,
All the savings that are sullen to the fools.
So tonight will be ourselves in these empty rooms,
Just middle
searching for the truth!
Oh, oh, oh!
We made love to mix
in a car
We made up our own minds and we drew our lines,
We've been searching for a
..our homes in the underground... far away from you!
Oh, oh, oh!
Indian summer, Indian summer
Something we can see with our own eyes.
Indian summer, Indian summer
proof
And the living will to define our own truths.
Oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh!
Indian summer, Indian summer
Something we can see with our own eyes.
Indian summer, Indian summer ... proof
And the living will to define our own truths.
Oh, oh, oh!
Oh, oh, oh!
Indian summer, Indian summer
Indian summer, Indian summer
Indian summer, Indian summer
Indian summer, Indian summer
Indian summer, Indian summer