It's been a cold winter.
But you've been here to warm my skin and bones.
Your scarves & your sweaters wrap around my cheeks when I hold you close.
There's summer in your eyes.
And there's spring in your voice, angel.
I remember seeing Copeland,
Replacing all the words with your name.
I remember seeing Owen,
And driving back in the dark, cold rain at 3 a.m.
(But do you?)
There's summer in your eyes.
And there's spring in your voice, angel.
There was summer in your eyes.
And spring in your voice, angel.
There was fall in your sighs.
And nothing else more beautiful than you.
But how's winters going to be this year without you here to warm me?
Emo Side Project - Scarves and Sweaters Lyrics
Emo Side Project - Scarves and Sweaters Lyrics
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It's been a cold winter.
But you've been here to warm my skin and bones.
Your scarves & your sweaters wrap around my cheeks when I hold you close.
There's summer in your eyes.
And there's spring in your voice, angel.
I remember seeing Copeland,
Replacing all the words with your name.
I remember seeing Owen,
And driving back in the dark, cold rain at 3 a.m.
(But do you?)
There's summer in your eyes.
And there's spring in your voice, angel.
There was summer in your eyes.
And spring in your voice, angel.
There was fall in your sighs.
And nothing else more beautiful than you.
But how's winters going to be this year without you here to warm me?
But you've been here to warm my skin and bones.
Your scarves & your sweaters wrap around my cheeks when I hold you close.
There's summer in your eyes.
And there's spring in your voice, angel.
I remember seeing Copeland,
Replacing all the words with your name.
I remember seeing Owen,
And driving back in the dark, cold rain at 3 a.m.
(But do you?)
There's summer in your eyes.
And there's spring in your voice, angel.
There was summer in your eyes.
And spring in your voice, angel.
There was fall in your sighs.
And nothing else more beautiful than you.
But how's winters going to be this year without you here to warm me?