Come downstairs
I'll put flowers in your hair

Won’t you forgive me now?
Won't you forgive me now?
Won't you forgive me now?
Oh baby, won’t you forgive me now?

Some days are like woolen gloves
You feel warm but you can't touch things properly

Can't hold onto glass
Can't hold onto rocks
Can't hold onto love
While wearing woolen gloves

Won't you forgive me now?
Won't you forgive me now?
Won't you forgive me now?
Oh baby, won’t you forgive me now?

If I lived here I would swim every day
My skin would turn darker and I’d have babies
And they'd drink all my milk
But I live in New York
With my woolen gloves
Falling in and out
Of my woolen gloves
Won’t you forgive me now?
Won't you forgive me now?
Won't you forgive me now?
Oh baby, won't you forgive me now?

Won’t you forgive me now?