Trees they grow old I'm feeling the cold these days
Long winter nights I'm missing the sun
On my face
Sun on my face
Hot August nights not as much fun as they used to be
Thought that I might go further south these days
But I'm not coming back
Not coming back
Those first few weeks I thought I had made it now I'm
Beginning to think it was a mistake
Roll back the years I'd do it all again
But I'd avoid the tears if I could
Sun on my face
Those first few weeks I thought I had made it now I'm
Beginning to think that was a mistake
I could roll back those years I'd probably do it all the same
But I'd avoid the tears if I could
Photos I kept each year I'd throw out a few
Love letters reread don't bring me closer to you
Not coming back
Trees they grow old
I'm feeling the cold these days
I'm missing the sun
Guy Melhuish - Sun on my face Lyrics
Guy Melhuish - Sun on my face Lyrics
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English
Trees they grow old I'm feeling the cold these days
Long winter nights I'm missing the sun
On my face
Sun on my face
Hot August nights not as much fun as they used to be
Thought that I might go further south these days
But I'm not coming back
Not coming back
Those first few weeks I thought I had made it now I'm
Beginning to think it was a mistake
Roll back the years I'd do it all again
But I'd avoid the tears if I could
Sun on my face
Those first few weeks I thought I had made it now I'm
Beginning to think that was a mistake
I could roll back those years I'd probably do it all the same
But I'd avoid the tears if I could
Photos I kept each year I'd throw out a few
Love letters reread don't bring me closer to you
Not coming back
Trees they grow old
I'm feeling the cold these days
I'm missing the sun
Long winter nights I'm missing the sun
On my face
Sun on my face
Hot August nights not as much fun as they used to be
Thought that I might go further south these days
But I'm not coming back
Not coming back
Those first few weeks I thought I had made it now I'm
Beginning to think it was a mistake
Roll back the years I'd do it all again
But I'd avoid the tears if I could
Sun on my face
Those first few weeks I thought I had made it now I'm
Beginning to think that was a mistake
I could roll back those years I'd probably do it all the same
But I'd avoid the tears if I could
Photos I kept each year I'd throw out a few
Love letters reread don't bring me closer to you
Not coming back
Trees they grow old
I'm feeling the cold these days
I'm missing the sun
Writer: Guy Melhuish
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