I’ll take the blue of spring
For your eyes now
Cause you you could use
brand new lie

All your poems and words
They have left you now
So I’ll paint for you
Something blue

Now you [bad [bad word] back to us
It’s a waste that you keep away

Now you [bad word] With your lovely face
That you keep locked away

Stones fill your mouth
On days like today
You have no words
On days like today

But all your favorite shops
In china town
They are calling you
Saying my pretty one

Now you [bad [bad word] back to us
It’s a waste that you keep away

Now you [bad word] With your lovely face
That you keep locked away

It’s leaving time
It’s always leaving time