Before you call yourself a lamb
To control your fall, no get out to the rain
Hi sweetheart your lilac is lonely again
Pushed by the bed when you're dead
And you called and you called yourself awake
Hi sweetheart the nurses are calling your name
Have you pulled them close to you yet again?
In the hospital I am living for somebody else
Tonight you're mine
If you share the moon with me my love
And I'll give you my heart to keep
Hi sweetheart your loving lies lonely
And thin held beneath peeling ceiling
When you died I must have taken about a thousand last takes of you
I look forward to the time when I will meet you in the sky, oh, blue
Take my love from me and will you leave me by the whispers of it all
Take my love from me and will you leave me when I meet you and I fall
When you died, I must have taken about a thousand last takes of you
