Clementine, Clementine,
Clementine in Winter time.
I can feel her breath,
against my skin.

Don't know if that's a sign.
Wish she got my feelings right.

And given time,
I could find a wife,
but not one as good as,

Clementine.

In my life,
I've got a formula,
and she makes it hard,
not to think of us.

Every time she touches me,
feels like heat,
and her hair,
smells like,

Clementine,
please be mine,
I'll love you better every time.

Girl, you will
never
stop
my heart.
But did it ever start?

Never up, or given much,
But I'll give it for free.

Be my friend,
'till the end,
and never leave my side.

More than friends,
seems ridiculous,
and your love,
seems too good to be true.
Any kind, any kind.

And given time,
I could find a wife,
but not as good as,
you.

Because

Clementine in Winter time,
I can feel her breath,
against my skin.
I know that's not the wind.

Her.
She's
lovely.

Clementine,
you're lovely.

Clementine,
just love me,
Clementine.

Never thought I'd listen to Kodaline,
as I walk down the Memory Lane

Oh, Clementine
For when I was with you I've always been sane
You said you'd be at nine
But since you were no longer mine,
I spent all night with you in my mind
And glasses of champagne on my hand

Oh, Clementine
It's hard for me even to draw a line
Letting you go costs insanity I can't define
With countless loss of dopamine
But I guess if you're fine
I'd do my best not to intervene

Oh, Clementine
February 14th you're no longer my Valentine
Driving through the sreets I ran out of gasoline
But the time is due and I've come to the deadline
While sighing 'I'm done'
I know it's time for me to be gone