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From the window of our honeymoon, The night looks a mite bizarre They're burning us in effigy And smoke's blotting out the stars They're torturing our servants By the light of an armoured car Please don't ask if it's the end of the line – You know I never could see that far Tonight I'd rather look at you, How beautiful you are If they ask you "what are lovers?", Tell them "lovers are" Set against the order, We live outside the law I'm no hero under torture, I'll tell them all I heard and all I saw I saw everything in you, my love, It seems it's all I ever saw... Tonight I see it all anew, How beautiful you are Pass me the binoculars – No, no, leave them where they are Don't want my vision magnified, I don't need to see that far From the window of our honeymoon, Draw the curtains cross the bars Let's spare ourselves that spectacle, The problem's theirs not ours Tonight I'd rather look at you, How beautiful you are
Writer(s): Peter Blegvad, John Philip Greaves Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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