Birch (feat. Eliza Shaddad)

I was a fool for you and

I went all round town

When I finally saw you

Now I'm speaking to make this something

Cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, coldIt's not enough to hear you

Your voice will never be

I find I hate to be near you

I, I long to see this evening through

Cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, cold, coldAh ooh ?

Ah ooh ?

Ah ooh ?

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Songwriters

ELIZA SHADDAD, GRACE CHATTO, JACK PATTERSON, NEIL SMITHPublished by

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