| Song | Retiro Park |
| Artist | The Clientele |
| Album | That Night, a Forest Grew |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Monday's cool but Tuesday's slow | |
| But sunshine follows everywhere I go | |
| The dead streets and the signs | |
| Well none of them are mine | |
| I'm walking in Retiro Park tonight | |
| I'm walking in Retiro Park tonight | |
| And somehow in this dream I'm getting tired | |
| The forest seems to breathe | |
| There's something in the trees | |
| The forest seems to breathe | |
| There's something in the trees | |
| I'm walking in Retiro Park tonight | |
| I'm walking in Retiro Park tonight | |
| And somehow in this dream I'm getting tired | |
| The dead streets and the signs | |
| Well none of them are mine | |
| The dead streets and the signs | |
| Well none of them are mine | |
| I'm walking in Retiro Park tonight | |
| I'm walking in Retiro Park tonight | |
| It's raining in my house but outside's dry | |
| The forest seems to breathe | |
| There's something in the trees | |
| The forest seems to breathe | |
| There’s something in the trees |
| Monday' s cool but Tuesday' s slow | |
| But sunshine follows everywhere I go | |
| The dead streets and the signs | |
| Well none of them are mine | |
| I' m walking in Retiro Park tonight | |
| I' m walking in Retiro Park tonight | |
| And somehow in this dream I' m getting tired | |
| The forest seems to breathe | |
| There' s something in the trees | |
| The forest seems to breathe | |
| There' s something in the trees | |
| I' m walking in Retiro Park tonight | |
| I' m walking in Retiro Park tonight | |
| And somehow in this dream I' m getting tired | |
| The dead streets and the signs | |
| Well none of them are mine | |
| The dead streets and the signs | |
| Well none of them are mine | |
| I' m walking in Retiro Park tonight | |
| I' m walking in Retiro Park tonight | |
| It' s raining in my house but outside' s dry | |
| The forest seems to breathe | |
| There' s something in the trees | |
| The forest seems to breathe | |
| There' s something in the trees |
| Monday' s cool but Tuesday' s slow | |
| But sunshine follows everywhere I go | |
| The dead streets and the signs | |
| Well none of them are mine | |
| I' m walking in Retiro Park tonight | |
| I' m walking in Retiro Park tonight | |
| And somehow in this dream I' m getting tired | |
| The forest seems to breathe | |
| There' s something in the trees | |
| The forest seems to breathe | |
| There' s something in the trees | |
| I' m walking in Retiro Park tonight | |
| I' m walking in Retiro Park tonight | |
| And somehow in this dream I' m getting tired | |
| The dead streets and the signs | |
| Well none of them are mine | |
| The dead streets and the signs | |
| Well none of them are mine | |
| I' m walking in Retiro Park tonight | |
| I' m walking in Retiro Park tonight | |
| It' s raining in my house but outside' s dry | |
| The forest seems to breathe | |
| There' s something in the trees | |
| The forest seems to breathe | |
| There' s something in the trees |