This Fucking Time Of Year

by Charles Cave

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If you wanna talk,
Really talk,
Couldn't it wait 'til New Year?
Oh.
But if you wanna walk.
Go on and walk,
I'd walk with you, darling, anywhere...
Wherever you go.

'Cos I don't wanna lose you
I don't wanna lose you, not again,
At this fucking time of year.
And so I ask myself,
I really ask myself,
Am I still your man?

If you're gonna leave,
Go on and leave;
Leave my heart in the cold snow
When you go.
But if I wanna drink,
Well then I'll drink.
I'll drink to forget I drink alone.
So alone.

'Cos I don't want to lose you
I don't want to lose you, not again,
At this fucking time of year.
I don't want to lose you
I don't want to lose you, not again,
At this fucking time of year.

And so I ask myself,
I really ask myself,
Am I still your man?

Am I still your man?

If I wanna talk,
Really talk.
Could I call you up in the New Year,
Or not?
If you need time,
We all need time,
I'd give all I have until you're mine.
So don't go.

'Cos I don't wanna lose you
I don't wanna lose you, not again,
At this fucking time of year.
I don't wanna lose you
I don't wanna lose you, not again,
At this fucking time of year.

And so I ask myself,
I really ask myself,
Am I still your man?

credits

released November 24, 2015
Written, performed, recorded and mixed by Charles Cave.

Mastered by Tim Burns at Thrum Studio.

Published by BMG Chrysalis

Management / Press enquiries - nathan.mcgough@redlightmanagement.com

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