Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I've been out walking as I have many times
Sky's the shade of slate
Coming through Lombard gate
Nobody around for talking
Beside the wood-line
I watch the boats rise
Gettin' high on place names
[Verse 2]
Never cry on cold days
Never mind a trip on the freeway
Because it's what I know
I never cry on cold days
Never really set for the big change
Learnt to let things go
And say blow wind, blow
[Verse 3]
Strangers talkin'
Drifting voices between rails
In the alley
By the book shop
I heard a sound
My heart, it stopped
Soft and grey days
On the four hundred block
Never cry on cold days
And I wonder who's changed
And what's the same
[Verse 4]
I never cry on cold days
Never mind a trip on the freeway
Because it's what I know
I never cry on cold days
Never really set for the big change
Learn to let things go
And say, "Hey, blow wind, blow"
[Verse 5]
I never cry on cold days
Written by: Nick Waterhouse