Текст песни Kingfishers Catch Fire - Lily On The Grass

Winter daylight's a lie,
A girl bestows a shiver on a room, awaiting her lover.
An opening cold divide
Invades a warm silence of a fire; their seventh December together.

But I can't help but sing,
You're all my everythings.
Lily on the grass, I'm delighted.

Under a wary gaze,
A head-on collusion unifies. This will be our moment forever.

But I can't help but sing,
Foreboding notwithstanding.
Lily on the grass, I'm delighted.

Something terrible is about to…
The game is getting old, but there's no easy way to say that. No easy way to say no.
Lily on the grass, I'm delighted.