Pink Clouds (acoustic)

Well, it's late, the clouds are turning pink
 And I don't think these skies will clear
 But you're tired; you're leaning on the sink
 I think you want me out of here
 And I could leave right now
 Well, I could leave right now
 But it was you who asked me here this time
 Breathless and hardly forgiving
 And you lined up the bottles of wine
 Disaster in the wings just laughing
 And I could leave right now
 Well, I could leave right now
 But there's snow on your cheek
 And the light's getting weak
 Don't you think we should turn around?
 Yeah, the moon's coming up
 And I know that you're tough
 It's a long way into town
 Yeah, there's snow on your cheek
 and the light's getting weak
 Don't you think we should turn around?
 Don't you think we should turn around?
 When the sun and the mercury sunk
 I picture quite a different scene
 Slowly and methodically drunk
 And it's clear we're skating to the end of the stream
 And I should leave right now
 Well I should leave right now
 Hands on the table throwing dice
 Hands on your knee folding tight
 Well, this black ice and lover shivers
 And all your windows look outlines in the night
 I won't leave right now
 I won't leave right now
 But there's snow on your cheek
 And the light's getting weak
 Don't you think we should turn around?
 Yeah, the moon's bright enough
 and I know that you're tough
 It's a long way into town
 Well, there's snow on your cheek
 And the light's getting weak
 Don't you think we should turn around?
 Don't you think we should turn around?