Just A Girl

Just a girl, North of England way
Came to me one sweet December day
Is your heart dear as cold as your room?
Told her several times that I didn't like her tunes
Come to me softly
Come to me sweet
Are we so pale because we don't eat meat?
Are your arms dear as warm as mine?
Things could have been so different if we only have more time
And as I turn the page of my favourite book
Sweet Gene Vincent was never that good
Can you see dear as clear as me
Ashtray eyes and bootlace ties will never set you free

Just a girl, North of England way
Sang to me on a darkest day
Is your heart dear as cold as your room?
I told her several times that I didn't like her tunes
Sing to me softly
Sing to me sweet
Dreamed so weakly and you drank so neat
Were your clothes dear as cheap as mine?
Could have been so different if you'd
Only had more wine
[Additional demo verse]
And you'll probably never hear these lines
Although I meant to sing them so many times
Can you see dear the way that I do
Times like these you must agree
It's really up to you
Times like these you must agree
It's really up to you