Jealous Of The Birds - Blue Eyes

Текст песни

My woman strolls the lawn in her silk kimono
She reads the poems of dead men, then takes my photo
Kill me quick while happiness is honey-thick
I am heathen, head of Janus, salty lick
Don’t keep my ego topped up like a glass of full-fat milk
Be mine, be yours
Forget it, blue-eyed baby
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Be mine, be yours
Don’t sweat it, blue-eyed baby
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
We lie in the hammock of prophetic dreams
More than crutches for each other’s self-esteem
Let my room smell of woman, brine of sea
Wrap me up in scarves of femininity
Don’t keep my ego topped up like a glass of full-fat milk
Be mine, be yours
Forget it, blue-eyed baby
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Be mine, be yours
Don’t sweat it, blue-eyed baby
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Be mine, be yours
Forget it, blue-eyed baby
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Be mine, be yours
Don’t sweat it, blue-eyed baby
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Be mine, be yours
Forget it, blue-eyed baby
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Be mine, be yours
Don’t sweat it, blue-eyed baby
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)