Melanin

Spring is rolling in I smell the sunlight on your skin

Want to get on outside let our hair back into the wind?

I've been tired of hanging 'round, tired of all the news of decay

Getting tired of this town, and running out of reasons to stay

Just promise you'll stay mine

Just promise it'll all work out fine

The air is so cold this time of year it's cold like a killer's sin

And the lonely old forced hot air dries out your skin

And it get's me so down when the loneliness spreads to your eyes

Don't tell me it's fine, I know it's a lie

Why don't we turn it up, and the radio can sing us home

The snow is melting faster now that sun's making me feel stoned

Turn it up, c'mon baby sing along

Let's loose these winter blues and we'll stumble home