Fair

I missed the fair again this year
That makes two
No ride atop the greasy Ferris Wheel with anyone
It ends up October
Where everything starts for me
I waited for her
To see for the third time

And thank God she's wearing the same shirt again
And as strange as she was
That made her so familiar

That newness would brighten my life
And these are the days
The sun will shine before winter
The last timе to warm our faces
For half a year

And I keep missing
No one to wait for
I keep missing
No onе to wait for

Thank God she's wearing the same shirt again
Thank God she's wearing the same shirt again
Thank God she's wearing the same shirt again
Thank God she's wearing the same shirt again