She walks around me callously
sipping from my pools of pride
But i long to drown a thousand times
in the darkness of her eyes
so if her drum shall beat again
ill follow close behind
and if her thoughts should tire of me
ill go to where they lie
and from my clarinet ill play
this haunting lullibye.
sipping from my pools of pride
But i long to drown a thousand times
in the darkness of her eyes
so if her drum shall beat again
ill follow close behind
and if her thoughts should tire of me
ill go to where they lie
and from my clarinet ill play
this haunting lullibye.