Lyrics:

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 wants to score
She dearly wants to say
'I loved you a long time ago, you know?
Where the winds of forget-me-nots blow, oh-oh
But I just couldn't let myself go, oh-oh
Not knowing what on earth
There was to know
But I wish that I had, 'cause I'm feeling so sad
That I never had one of your children'

From across the room
Inside a tomb
A chance is waxed and waned
The night is young
Why are we so hung-up
In each others chains

I must take her
And I must make her
While the dove domains
And feel the juice run as she flies
Run my wings under her sighs
As the flames of eternity rise
To lick us with the first born
Lash of dawn
Oh really, my dear, I can't see what we fear
Sat here with ourselves, in-between us
We meet at the door
We can't say more
Just another day
And without a sound
I turn around
And I walk away