Swimming In Winter - British India

I had something to tell you;

I’ve forgotten what it was

I think I lost your number though, so I keep it to myself

And I read a couple novels, and I saw a couple films

Still I feel exact same way I did the day you left, the day you left

Another Sunday morning and another Tuesday night

I walked right past the last six months and I watched them fade from sight

And the ambulance and cop cars are still ringing in my ears

Twenty hundred, thirty thousand, million, billion years

And I’m feeling much better

At least that’s what I tell myself

And I’m feeling much better

At least that’s what I tell myself, tell myself

The one after the last one and the one before the first

It was better than the best of times and more awful than the worst

And I make myself some dinner and I make myself dessert

We’re swimming in the winter;

we’re just trying to make it work

And I’m feeling much better

At least that’s what I tell myself

And I’m feeling much better

At least that’s what I tell myself, tell myself

(Instrumental)

And I’m feeling much better

At least that’s what I tell myself

And I’m feeling much better

At least that’s what I tell myself, tell myself