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הצג גם אקורדים
| Intro: |
| We still sit at separate tables |
| And we sleep at different times |
| And the warm wind |
| In the palm trees |
| Hasn't helped to change our minds |
| It was the lure of the tropics |
| That I thought |
| Might heal the scars |
| Of a love burned out by silence |
| In a marriage minus heart |
| And I call the kids |
| On the telephone |
| Say there's something |
| Wrong out here |
| It's July but |
| It's cold as Christmas |
| In the middle of the year |
| The temperature's up to 95 |
| But there's a winter look |
| In your mother's eyes |
| And to melt the tears |
| There's a heat wave here |
| So how come it's as cold as |
| Christmas in the middle of the year |
| I dreamed of love |
| In a better climate |
| And for what it's really worth |
| I put faith in the star we followed |
| To this Caribbean surf |
| But there's an icy fringe |
| On everything |
| And I cannot find the lines |
| Where's the beauty |
| In the beast we made |
| Why the frost in the summertime |
| And I call the kids |
| On the telephone |
| Say there's something |
| Wrong out here |
| It's July but |
| It's cold as Christmas |
| In the middle of the year |
| The temperature's up to 95 |
| But there's a winter look |
| In your mother's eyes |
| And to melt the tears |
| There's a heat wave here |
| So how come it's as cold as |
| Christmas in the middle of the year |
| The temperature's up to 95 |
| But there's a winter look |
| In your mother's eyes |
| And to melt the tears |
| There's a heat wave here |
| So how come it's as cold as |
| Christmas in the middle of the year |
| Cold as Christmas |
| In the middle of the year |
| Cold as Christmas |
| In the middle of the year |
