Texty: Waterboys. Killing my heart.

Now he's brought down the rain
And the Indian summer is through
You'll be dancing down the country
In the morning time if I know you

You ain't calling me to join you
And I'm spoken for anyway
But you'll be killing my heart
When you go away

Shall we gather by the river
For to hear the lovely thunder crash ?
Shall we sail now in your speeding bonnie boat
Here and gone like a splash ?

You will see me, small, receding
Mouth hung open words I cannot say
You'll be killing my heart
When you go away

Mike Rogers left his whiskey
And the night is very very very young
I've much to say and more to tell
The words will soon be spilling from my tongue

I'll rave and I will ramble
I'll do everything but make you stay
You'll be killing my heart
When you go away

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