May 15, 2009 14:44
Won't you come away with me?
and begin something we can't understand...
I'm as lonely as the Irish Sea-
I'm as willing as the sand.
Could it be so wrong, so wrong?
But don't cry baby,
Please don't cry baby
I'll be tender til the day I die.
This love I have for you
is terrible and true
how this sheltered loveless life
fades into
...the weakest shade of blue