Stereophonics - Indian Summer

Every time that I see ya, a lightening bolt fills the room
The underbelly of Paris, she sings her favorite tune
She'll drink you under the table, she'll show you a trick or two
But every time that I left her, I missed the things she would do

She was the one for me, she opened my eyes to see
She was the one for me, well alright

It was a cold September, before the Indian summer
That's the thing I remember, when she gave me her number,
Went from station to station, on a train 'cross the nation
Then the rain of November, that's the time that we ended,
She was the one for me, well alright

Vodka with Coca Cola, cocaine tucked in her shoes
Cigarettes over coffee, her halo slipped to a noose
Take a slow boat to China, fly it right 'round the moon
She could take it or leave it, I knew it had to end soon

She was the one for me, she opened my eyes to see,
She was the one for me, well alright

It was a cold September, before the Indian summer
That's the thing I remember, when she gave me her number
Went from station to station, on a train 'cross the nation

And the rain of November, that's the time that we ended
She was the one for me, she opened my eyes to see, she was the one for me
Well alright, alright, alright, yeah