Fall Colours Songtext
von Raskolnikov

Phone call hours
Stir up fond memories
Can′t put my mind in the clouds
Can't put my mind in the clouds

Silly questions
Pathetic questions
Who took their spatulas?
Yeah
Who took their spatulas?


Who are you smiling at?
Who are you smiling at?
Not at me anymore
Who are you smiling at?
Who are you smiling at?
Not at me anymore
Not at all anymore

Old flavors stuck in my memory
Would have liked to make them yours
Would have liked to make them yours
Phone call hours, gone for years and years
My bell will remain for years

Who are you smiling at?
Who are you smiling at?
Not at me anymore
Who are you smiling at?
Who are you smiling at?


Who are you smiling at?
Who are you smiling at?
Who are you smiling at?
Who are you smiling at?
Not at me anymore
Not at all anymore