Besedila: National Product. Luna. November Night.

The wind dead in whispers
Shattered thoughts with your name inside of them
And the wind, it whistles
Secretly asking you to find out

And they call you out while you know
They declined to scream out loud
Don't be opposed to breathe

The leaves are falling down around us
Secretly plotting and swift is the winter
Everything's turning brown around us
And winter

The silence that blinds us
Seconds more when it's all behind us
And the whispers will guide us
Desperately asking you to find love

And they call you out while you know
They declined to scream out loud
Don't be opposed to scream

The leaves are falling down around us
Secretly plotting and swift is the winter
Everything's turning brown around us
And winter
And it's warmer than when I fell in with you

The leaves are falling down around us
Secretly plotting and swift is the winter
Everything's turning brown around us
And winter

Cause all the leaves are falling down around us
Cause all the leaves are falling down around us

And it's warmer than when I fell in with you
It's warmer than when I fell in with you
And it's warmer than when I fell in with you
Cause it's warmer than when I fell in with you

And it's warmer than what I felt within you
It's warmer than what I felt within you