Winter coming winter push on (push on) oh, winter push on Winter is so long winter moves on
the last night on maudlin street goodbye house, goodbye stairs i was born here and i was raised here, and ...i took some stick here
love at first sight it may sound trite but it's true, you know i could list the detail of everything you ever wore or said or how you stood the day as we spent the last night on maudlin street "goodbye house, forever!" i never stole a happy hour around here
where the world's ugliest boy became what you see here i am - the ugliest man oh, the last night on maudlin street truly i do love you oh, truly i do love you
when i sleep with that picture of you framed beside my bed oh, it's childish and it's silly but i think it's you in my room, by the bed (...yes, i told you it was silly...)
and i know i took strange pills but i never meant to hurt you oh, truly i love you came home late one night everyone had gone to bed but, you know no-one stays up for you i had sixteen stitches all around my head
oh, the last bus i missed to maudlin street so he drove me home in the van complaining, "women only like me for my mind..." don't leave your torch behind a powercut ahead; 1972, you know
and so we crept through the park no, i cannot steal a pair of jeans off a clothesline for you but you ... without clothes oh, i could not keep a straight face me - without clothes ? well, a nation turns its back and gags... i'm packed
i am moving house a half-life disappears today with "every hand waves me on" (secretly wishing me gone) well, i will be soon ooh, i will be soon i will be soon i will be soon will be soon, i will be soon mmm ... i will be soon, i will be soon
there were bad times on maudlin street they took you away in a police car inspector - don't you know ? don't you care ? don't you know - about love ?
your gran died and your mother died on maudlin street in pain, and ashamed with never time to say those special things ... oh i took the key from maudlin street well, it's only bricks and mortar ! oh, oh, truly i love you oh, wherever you are wherever you are wherever you are i hope you're singing now oh, i do hope i hope you're singing now oh ...
LATE NIGHT, MAUDLIN STREET
- ESCRITORES - STEPHEN BRIAN STREET,STEVEN MORRISSEY,STEVEN PATRICK MORRISSEY
- PUBLICADA POR - WARNER/CHAPPELL MUSIC, INC.,BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC