Besedila: Friendly Fires. Friendly Fires. Strobe.

I see you come out of a strobe
You come out of a strobe
We stop and try to catch some breath
We try to catch some breath

I lost it, I can't remember that
We mean well but it never does

And after all this time
Who would've thought I'd need you here
And after all this time
Who would've thought I'd need you here

I heard you got somebody new
You got somebody new
But what made you think of coming back?
You're coming, coming back

I held you, I can remember that
The walk home, we stood out in the cold

And after all this time
Who would've thought I'd need you here
And after all this time
Who would've thought I'd need you here

And you melt white snow
Before you let me know

And after all this time
Who would've thought I'd need you here