Texty:
This Mortal Coil It Ll End In 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

There's no light at the end of it all Let's all sit down and cry There's no light at the beginning Let's all sit down and cry Now it's time to say goodbye

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

Your eyes are almost dead Can't get out of bed And you can't sleep You're sitting down to dress And you're a mess You look in the mirror You look in