a really beautiful song. 3/4 timing.
I must say, I must say,
That I loved you the most.
And when you went away,
I remembered your ghost.
I keep, I keep,
It right in my heart.
Cause everybody knows,
That ghosts like the dark.
The TV is on, and the fan swings around,
The insects are singing, cause the sun s going down.
The heat is like love, and the breeze is like kisses,
I boil two eggs and it s him that I m missing.
I think of you, think of you,
And I feel so alive.
Like berries, like a market,
Like a buzzing beehive.
I won t show it, I won t show it,
Cause a fool I will seem.
So I ll sit on my hands,
And swim in my dreams.
I pour another glass, and I wait for the rain,
I drink up the milk and start counting again.
Each day is closer to the humming monsoon,
It surely returns like the flowers that bloom.
In a way, in a way,
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In an old-fashioned way,
I d rather die waiting,
Than forget his name.
When he sings, when he sings,
On the afternoon porch.
The song like shelter
And dark like a torch
The TV is on, and the fan swings around,
The insects are singing, cause the sun s going down.
The heat is like love, and the breeze is like kisses,
I boil two eggs and it s him that I m missing.
La la la, la la la,
La la la la la la....
lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmania.com/la_la_la_lyrics_tinpan_orange.html
All about Tinpan Orange: http://www.musictory.com/music/Tinpan+Orange
