text: We still sit at separate tables
  And we sleep at different times
  And the warm wind in the palm trees
  Hasnt 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 theres something wrong out here
  Its July but its cold as Christmas
  In the middle of the year
  The temperatures up to ninety five
  But theres a winter look in your mothers eyes
  And to melt the tears theres a heat wave here
  So how come its cold as Christmas in the middle of the year?
  I dreamed of love in a better climate
  And for what its really worth
  I put faith in the star we followed
  To this Caribbean surf
  But theres an icy fringe on everything
  And I cannot find the lines
  Wheres the beauty in the beast we made
  Why the frost in the summertime
  And I call the kids on the telephone
  Say theres something wrong out here
  Its July but its cold as Christmas
  In the middle of the year
  The temperatures up to ninety five
  But theres a winter look in your mothers eyes
  And to melt the tears theres a heat wave here
  So how come its cold as Christmas in the middle of the year?
  The temperatures up to ninety five
  But theres a winter look in your mothers eyes
  And to melt the tears theres a heat wave here
  So how come its cold as Christmas in the middle of the year?
  Cold as christmas in the middle of the year
  Cold as christmas in the middle of the year
  Cold as christmas in the middle of the year
  Cold as christmas in the middle of the year
  Cold as christmas!
  Cold as christmas in the middle of the year