ترانه:
This Mortal Coil Tears

The kettle's on, the sun has gone, another day She offers me, Tibetan tea, on a flower tray She's at the door, she's want's to score, she really needs

Fond affections are never said They're only sung in songs I never was naive enough to know when I was wrong There's no light at the end of it all Let

I first saw you You had on blue jeans Your eyes couldn't hide anything I saw you breathing, oh I saw you staring out in space I next saw you You was

On the floating, shipless, oceans I did all my best to smile 'Til your singing eyes and fingers Drew me loving to your isle And you sang, "Sail to me

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