, so far, so far, so far. Drop Curbi. Pre-Chorus Romy Dya. You're calling me now, but I can't pick up. Your shadow's too close, and I'm still in love. The summer's over now, but somehow, it still breaks
Was on one cold winter's night. And the wind blew across the wild moor. Poor Mary came wand'ring with a child in her arms. And she stopped at her own father's door. Oh, father, oh father, she
