Song Length |
3:00 |
Genre |
Unique - General |
Lyrics
Night falls, the TV"s on, I'm cooking in the kitchen, You don't say a word to me.
Books line the walls here, pictures of us, covered with dust.
We don't talk like we used to
But baby I'm still in love with you.
It's in the way you're walking, its in the way you're talking, it's in the way you crawl out of bed early on a sunday morning.
It's in the snow covered hills, it's written on the window but still, winter has come again and we ain't changed a thing.
We don't talk like we used to
But baby I'm still in love with you.