1918-1920 Songtext
von Wild Honey

You promised that after winter
You′d come to pick me up
To drive all around Europe
Like the old days, dressed in white

I've noticed by your handwriting
That you′ve started drinking again
It reminded me of those years
Back then, it was never too late

Springtime breeze, the winter haze
Green-apple pies and stomach aches
We slept together for a thousand days
In a row


The echoes of your letter
Don't get to fill this room
There are words that get me better
There are words that hurt like hell

Springtime breeze, the winter haze
Green-apple pies and stomach aches
We slept together for a thousand days
In a row
In a row

Sometimes seems
That you forgot

Springtime breeze, the winter haze
Green-apple pies and stomach aches
We slept together for a thousand days
In a row