Chorus: Oh, my dear don't leave me here In this god-forsaken place. Was it me that broke my heart? Did I have a heart to break? It was laid in armour, Covered in silver plate, Done by me deliberately If I had a heart to break. A refugee has gone to sea, For the need to be alone. He took the breeze and memories And left the rest at home.
Comes on the darkness Evening stretched her cloak, All over my steel guitarist In a beautiful pea green boat.
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Well I breathed in a sigh, from a passer by in a beautiful kingdom. His eyes were dry, he was tongue tied in a foreign land.
You put your soul in a beggar's bowl people just walk on. And you wonder why when your heart has died, that your feet go stumbling on.