Frank Turner - Mittens [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
Wandering lonely through the snow streets of New York
I stumbled on a thrift store that sold postcards by the yard
I bought a mile and shipped them home so I could read
Ten thousand ten-word tragedies, the lives these strangers lead
To remind myself the things I need

[Chorus 1]
I once wrote you love songs
You never fell in love
We used to fit like mittens, but never like gloves

[Post-Chorus 1]
You left me feeling like we'd never really been in love

[Verse 2]
Huddled homebound in my place in Holloway
I wondered if you even heard those songs I used to play
I wrote them as a gift for you and in return
You gave a pair of hand-knit mittens to keep my fingers warm
So I could play more ignored love songs

[Chorus 2]
I once wrote you love songs
You never fell in love
We used to fit like mittens, but never like gloves
I once wrote you postcards
But you never wrote back
You promised me you would and I'm still waiting for that

[Post-Chorus 2]
You left me feeling like we'd never really been in love
Don't want to fit like mittens
I want to fit like gloves
I want to fit like gloves
I want to fit like gloves

[Outro]
I once wrote you love songs
You never fell in love
We used to fit like mittens, but never like gloves
But never like gloves