Monkey in Winter The Colourfield (Ft. Sinéad O'Connor)

Remember tumble weeds on an empty road
That coffee pot on a burning stove
The Christmas tree in a place called home
That's what I miss the most

As drifting leaves fall to the ground
I scoop them up and I throw them down
I close my eyes and I start to count
The lonely people leaving town

And I feel like a monkey in winter
And you are a lizard in the sun
Yes I feel like a monkey in winter

Say hello to something new
Is what a friend told me to do
'cos beggars can't be choosers and I can't afford to lose
We never touched, we never kissed
We never loved though we thought we did
So I walked away and I called it quits
What the eyes don't see, you know the heart won't miss

But I feel like a monkey in winter
And you are a lizard in the sun
Yes I feel like a monkey in winter
And winter's just began