The Morning Stars

The scotch bonnet shells From your bedside drawer I snatched them myself Off the ocean floor Are strung around your neck On a white boot lace You'd wear them like that Back when we used to date If the man that you need Honestly wasn't me Tell me, honey Who could that be? If the man that you need Honestly wasn't me Tell me, honey Who could that be? 'Cause I'm the one Who rattles all Your windows And your doors Howling in the night Beyond your walls Beneath your floors At dawn I retire With my palms on the glass I stroll through the arcade With the happy rats And my hat fell in the river And a Portuguese girl swooned "You're as a free as the water But it's harder to love" So if the man that you need Honestly wasn't me Tell me, honey Who could that be? If the man that you need Honestly wasn't me Tell me, honey Who could that be? Oh, I'm the one Who rattles all Your windows And your doors Howling in the night Beyond your walls Beneath your floors In other words... I'm your ghost And we'll all run together Underneath the morning stars Won't you come out with us anymore? Won't you come out with us anymore? Why won't you come out with me anymore? Why don't you come out with me anymore?