"Pink Clouds" as written by Laura Jane Ballance, James August Wilbur, Jonathan Patrick Wurster and Ralph Lee Mccaughan....
Well, it's late, the clouds are turning pink
And I don't think these skies will clear.
But you're tired, you're leaning on the sink
I think you want me out of here.

And I could leave right now
Well I could leave right now

But it was you that asked me here this time,
Breathless and hardly forgiving
And you lined up the bottles of wine
Disaster in the winds just laughing

And I could leave right now
Well I could leave right now

But there's snow on your cheek
And the light's getting weak
Don't you think we should turn around?

Yeah the moon's coming up
And I know that you're tough
But it's a long way into town

Yeah there's snow on your cheek
And the light's getting weak
Don't you think we should turn around?

Well, with the sun and the mercury sunk
I picture quite a different scene.
Slowly and methodically drunk
But it's clear that we're skating to the end of the stream

And I could leave right now
Well I could leave right now

Hands on the table throwing dice,
Hands on your knee holding tight
Well this black ice and lovers shimmers
On your windows like outlines in the night

And I could leave right now
Well I could leave right now

And there's snow on your cheek
And the light's getting weak
Don't you think we should turn around?

Yeah the moon's brighten up
And I know that you're tough
It's a long way into town

Yeah there's snow on your cheek
And the light's getting weak
Don't you think we should turn around?


Lyrics submitted by alice_d

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