S.A.D. Lyrics

It rains so much in this city
The summer only lasts a month
I am dreading the cold
The cold that the winter brings
And the way it allows...
I always feel withdrawn
And the strong of the wind
Leaves me cold

Oh, we'll make it out of this alive, I know.
Oh, we'll make it out of this life.

So out of touch... what a pity
A pretty petty pitiful thing
Sulking silhouette shun
The Sun doesn't hang around here
I just lay alone...
Blank bedroom palled with snow
Open window whisper
Until I fold

Oh, we'll make it out of this alive, I know.
Oh, we'll make it out of this alive, I know.

Every day (every day) is a wonder
Yeah, I wonder what's keeping me down
I'm falling under
And now my skin has become the ground
It's starting to thunder (starting to thunder)
But don't you dare dear make a sound
Just keep right on walking
All over me
All over me

Oh, we'll make it out of this alive, I know.
Oh, we'll make it out of this life.