Autumn Song
Wear your eyes as dark as nightPaint your face with what you likeWear your love like it is made of hateBorn to destroy and born to create
Now baby, what've you done to your hair?Is it just the same time of yearWhen you think that you don't really care?Now baby, what have you done?Done to your hair, done to your hair, done to your hair, done to your hair, hair!
So when you hear this autumn songClear your head and get ready to runSo when you hear this autumn songRemember the best times are yet to come
Now baby, what've you done to your hair?Is it just the same time of yearWhen you think that you don't really care?Now baby, what have you done to your hair?
Wear your eyes as dark as nightPaint your face with what you likeWear your love like it is made of hateBorn to destroy: born to create, born to create, born to create, born to create
So when you hear this autumn songClear your heads and get ready to runSo when you hear this autumn songRemember the best times are yet to come
And wear your hair in bunchesAnd your jacket looseSo when you hear this autumn songClear your head and get ready to run
So when you hear this autumn songClear your head and get ready to runSo when you hear this autumn songRemember the best times are yet to come