Pa**ing the corners we kissed in the rain
Pa**ing the old rusted warning signs
What did they say?
I think they said 'Run'
Pa**ing the roofs of excuses we made
Pa**ing these open windows
What made me turn away?
How did I fight, the flat days and the static nights?
Saint Rosa, she flies
She flies with the swallows
Saint Rosa, I feel
I could follow back to Capistrano
And I will hold you tight
Through the cold days
And the frozen nights
Pa**ing our enemies
Pa**ing our friends
Pa**ing the means we use to tell the difference between
It's subtle
And I try to remember
If I was ever lonely
If I was ever low
Hell, hell yes I was low
How did I fight, the flat days and the static nights?
Saint Rosa, she flies
She flies with the swallows
Saint Rosa, I feel
I could follow back to Capistrano
And I will hold you tight
Through the cold days
And the frozen nights
Pa**ing all the days I switched to auto mode
Days for which I've nothing to show
Pausing on the days I'm afraid I'll forget
The day's only clear for a second
The day's only clear for a second
Day's only clear for a second
But I will hold you tight
Through the cold days
And the frozen nights
(Yes)
When it's cold, cold, cold