January

After all the streets go quiet
Walk along the bridge in silence
I feel like a desert island
Waiting to be found

Good times will come in January
They've been a stranger to me
Good time will come in January
I'll meet you on New Year Eve

I see the lights go out through the shutters
I see reflected stars in the gutters
I feel like a childless mother
Waiting to be found

On New Year Eve
I want to tell you on New Year Eve
I want to tell you how I feel



Credits
Writer(s): Ed Harcourt, Kristina Train
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