Original lyrics

EN

In a cheap suit I proposed With fake flowers On the frozen river Prisoner of love Bending those bars Waving from afar On the banks Traditionally ashamed Our love's outta range I got a feeling And it's hereditary I got a notion But it's rudimentary The way you talk to folks on planes I'll keep your advice on ice You knocked me with apocalyptic fervor Behind the garden supply store A tree fell on our house A broom fell on the mouse The golden dome of youthful dreams Too fresh for words That way you talk to folks on planes I'll keep your advice on ice