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• Artiste: Frank Turner
• Titre: Mittens
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Wandering lonely through the snow streets of New York I stumbled on a thrift store that sold postcards by the yard I bought a mile and shipped them home so I could read Ten thousand ten-word tragedies, the lives these strangers lead To remind myself the things I need I once wrote you love songs You never fell in love We used to fit like mittens, but never like gloves You left me feeling like we'd never really been in love Huddled homebound in my place in Holloway I wondered if you even heard those songs I used to play I wrote them as a gift for you and in return You gave a pair of hand-knit mittens to keep my fingers warm So I could play more ignored love songs I once wrote you love songs You never fell in love We used to fit like mittens, but never like gloves I once wrote you postcards But you never wrote back You promised me you would and I'm still waiting for that You left me feeling like we'd never really been in love Don't want to fit like mittens I want to fit like gloves I want to fit like gloves I want to fit like gloves I once wrote you love songs You never fell in love We used to fit like mittens, but never like gloves But never like gloves