Matylda
A hot cup of wine on a chilly afternoon
I look like a sailor and I drink like one too
We carry the torch into the night
Through the cobblestone alleys
With wandering hands and wondering eyes
True poetry hides at the bottom of a frosted glass
We hide in the shadows to preserve our new romance
The mercury keeps rising as our hearts keep racing
And we turn away
Into the background we fade
And together we go down to the river
Together we go down to the river
Together we go down to the river
Waltzing Matylda with you
What to do...
It's 3 am, and it's time to retire
The last of the last calls have been stacked on the pyre
And polaroid flashes remember our faces
So when our temples turn grey we'll remember that day
And together we go down to the river
Together we go down to the river
Together we go down to the river
Waltzing Matylda with you
What to do...
A hot cup of wine on a chilly afternoon
You smoke like a chimney but you still look 22
I guess you still are and I guess we still might
go skipping through the alleys to relive that perfect night
And together we go down to the river
Together we go down to the river
Together we go down to the river
Waltzing Matylda with you
And together we go down to the river
Together we go down to the river
Together we go down to the river
Waltzing Matylda with you
What to do...
I look like a sailor and I drink like one too
We carry the torch into the night
Through the cobblestone alleys
With wandering hands and wondering eyes
True poetry hides at the bottom of a frosted glass
We hide in the shadows to preserve our new romance
The mercury keeps rising as our hearts keep racing
And we turn away
Into the background we fade
And together we go down to the river
Together we go down to the river
Together we go down to the river
Waltzing Matylda with you
What to do...
It's 3 am, and it's time to retire
The last of the last calls have been stacked on the pyre
And polaroid flashes remember our faces
So when our temples turn grey we'll remember that day
And together we go down to the river
Together we go down to the river
Together we go down to the river
Waltzing Matylda with you
What to do...
A hot cup of wine on a chilly afternoon
You smoke like a chimney but you still look 22
I guess you still are and I guess we still might
go skipping through the alleys to relive that perfect night
And together we go down to the river
Together we go down to the river
Together we go down to the river
Waltzing Matylda with you
And together we go down to the river
Together we go down to the river
Together we go down to the river
Waltzing Matylda with you
What to do...
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Writer(s): Jarle Skavhellen
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