If you're listening to this song,
You may think the cords are going wrong.
But they're not
I just wrote it like that
When you're listening late at night,
You may think the words are not quite right,
But they are,
They just play it like that
It doesn't really matter what cords I play,
What words I say,
Or time of day it is
As it's only a northern song
*music*
It doesn't really matter what clothes I wear,
Or how I fare
Or if my hair is brown
When it's only a northern song
If you think the harmony
Is a little dark and out of key,
You're correct,
There's nobody there
And it told you there's no one there
