Thorns - Charlie Simpson, Danton Supple

I get dressed up in my winter clothes

And step outside to look at the roses

But they’re all covered in the morning snow

Just open your heart and the world

Will carry you home tonight, it will

I get dressed up in my summer clothes

And step outside to look at the roses

But they’re all covered in their sharper thorns

Just open your eyes and the world

Will follow you home tonight, it will

Well, let’s put on our raincoats

And drench ourselves in England’s weather

Just to know we’re free

And we’ll bury our heads down

Beneath the old oak tree, just you and me

But please

Oh, don’t take this broken heart of mine

It’s the only beat that I have left

That’s pulsing through this empty chest

And I don’t know where I should begin

I get dressed up in my autumn clothes

And step outside to pick up the leaves

And I cannot believe the whole year has gone

I open my arms to embrace you

It’s time to go right back to the start

Well, let’s put on our raincoats

And drench ourselves in England’s weather

Just to know we’re free

And we’ll bury our heads down

Beneath the old oak tree, just you and me

But please

Oh, don’t take this broken heart of mine

It’s the only beat that I have left

That’s pulsing through this empty chest

And I don’t know where I should begin