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