Tekstovi: White Town. A Week Next June.

You're crying, 'cuz I've spilt your pains again
But in a few short years
You'll understand true life pain
When those baby eyes of yours
Have turned the brightest blue
And boys fall into them
You just won't know what to do

And I can see you trying
To make him understand
And I can see him ask why
He can't be your man

Now winter's around us
And your kisses keep me warm again
But when the spring brings the flowers
Will they wash away with the rain?
And when the land is wrapped in white
We're as happy as kids could be
I'll let you win every snowball fight
If you'll only stay with me

And I can see you trying
To make him understand
And I can see him ask why
He can't be your man

I see you're leaving
Has March really come so soon?
I don't want to pressure you
But can we make a date, a week next June?
And I never understand why you run away
Because I know he's waiting for you
Every sunny, cloudless day

And I can see you trying
To make him understand
And I can see him ask why
He can't be your man

And I can see me trying
To make you understand
And I can see me ask why
I can't be your man

Ohh woo woo ho
Ohh woo woo woh ho ho
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Ohh woo woo ho
Ohh woo woo woh ho ho
Ohh woo woo ho
Ohh woo woo woh ho ho