Woolen Gloves

Come downstairs

I'll put flowers in your hair

Won’t you forgive me now?

Won't you forgive me now?

Won't you forgive me now?

Oh baby, won’t you forgive me now?

Some days are like woolen gloves

You feel warm but you can't touch things properly

Can't hold onto glass

Can't hold onto rocks

Can't hold onto love

While wearing woolen gloves

Won't you forgive me now?

Won't you forgive me now?

Won't you forgive me now?

Oh baby, won’t you forgive me now?

If I lived here I would swim every day

My skin would turn darker and I’d have babies

And they'd drink all my milk

But I live in New York

With my woolen gloves

Falling in and out

Of my woolen gloves

Won’t you forgive me now?

Won't you forgive me now?

Won't you forgive me now?

Oh baby, won't you forgive me now?

Won’t you forgive me now?