The Skies Are Full Of... Wine? - MotorPsycho

When the days get short, and the northern light plays with my mind

Sometimes I wonder if it’s true that the skies are really full of wine

And then I picture how it all would feel if it would rain on me someday

I’ll walk the hedge, and jump the mile

And live my life like it was going out of style

And I would lose myself, if that was what it took

To make it all worthwhile

You know I tell myself if I could try again I wouldn’t change a thing

And laugh at all mistakes, regrets and everything

And then I miss you, and the things we used to do

And I smile a little while

I’ll walk the hedge, and jump the mile

And live my life like it was going out of style

And I would lose myself, if that was what it took

To make it all worthwhile