Текст: Jill Barber. A 7th Minor.

Oh how I long for the campfire song that is sung in a major key
Though the city is pretty out here by the sea
Lonely the days they can be
There's nothing finer than an A 7th minor
It don't do much to cheer me

We met in the mountains
Then fled to the east
Just you and a girl from place in between
And all my devotion, as deep as the ocean
Has landed me blue as the sea
So take as a token
This heart is broken
And no longer any good to me

Now I'm all alone in another time zone
And hardly know what to say
And sometimes I wonder the spell we were under
Has never really faded away
There's nothing finer than an A 7th minor
It don't do much to cheer me