You say I'm jinxed
And storms follow me around
But it's not my fault
If I don't see problems appear.
You say I've got a head
Like a bag of sparks,
But you like my wet feet.
Boots, velvet boots,
Marshmallows,
Cover the August sun.
Velvet boots.
Raining all afternoon
Gridlocked city,
Dance the rain dance with me.
You say I've got a head
Like a bag of sparks,
But you like my wet feet.
Boots, velvet boots,
Marshmallows,
Cover the August sun.
Velvet boots,
Velvet boots.
And whilst I was finishing writing you these words,
The last summer rain fell
And so it proved
What I was trying to say.
I have the power to draw lightning.
Boots, velvet boots,
Marshmallows,
Cover the August sun.
And I wait with open eyes,
To say I love you.
What I thought in August will go on in winter.
Boots, velvet boots…