He said and took my hand in the sun and
The summer was here to stay
He was my sweetest thing and those arms were
And why did all the things go wrong?
Oh, why did all the things go wrong?
I wish that winter would come
I promise of a kiss, I promise of a
I know intentions were great but in-
And why did all the things go wrong?
Oh, why did all the things go wrong?
I wish that winter would come More from Acid House Kings