Indian Summer

Stereophonics · Graffiti On The Train [2013]

everytime that i see her

a lightening bolt fills the room

the under belly of our risk

she sings your favourite tune



she'll drink you under the table

she'll show you a trick or two

and everytime that i left her

i'd miss the things she would do



she was the one for me

she opened my eyes to see

she was the one for me, well alright



it was a cold September

before the indian summer

that's the thing i remember

when she gave me her number



went from station to station

on a train cross the nation

in the rain of November

that's the time that we ended



she was the one for me, well alright



vodka with coca cola

cookin tucked in her shoes

cigarettes all with coffee

a head'll flick thru a noose



take the slow boat to china

fly you right round the Moon

she could take it or leave it

and you would have to assume



she was the one for me

she opened my eyes to see

she was the one for me, well alright



it was a cold September

before the indian summer

that's the thing i remember

when she gave me her number



went from station to station

on a train cross the nation

in the rain of November

that's the time that we ended



she was the one for me

she opened my eyes to see

she was the one for me, well alright, alright, alright, alright, yeah