Music by elton john Lyrics by bernie taupin Available on the album too low for zero
We still sit at separate tables And we sleep at different times And the warm wind in the palm trees Hasn't helped to change our minds
It was the lure of the tropics That I thought might heal the scars Of a love burned out by silence In a marriage minus heart
And I call the kids on the telephone Say there's something wrong out here It's july but it's cold as christmas In the middle of the year
The temperature's up to ninety five But there's a winter look in your mother's eyes And to melt the tears there's a heat wave here So how come it's cold as christmas in the middle of the year
I dreamed of love in a better climate And for what it's really worth I put faith in the star we followed To this caribbean surf
But there's an icy fringe on everything And I cannot find the lines Where's the beauty in the beast we made Why the frost in the summertime
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