Time is written on your face
And the cold white arms of memory embrace you
Love is all we lay to waste
Now it's only lips of
Loneliness that taste you
Oh god you were beautiful
Oh god you were beautiful oh god
Mad Shelley's letterbox is full
Of birthday cards me I never left the room
The lightbulb that shone down
On me was gloomy
I could read you by the moon
The way you looked at me
I thought you knew me
Oh god you were beautiful
Oh god you were beautiful oh god
Mad Shelley's letterbox is full
Of birthday cards
Mad Shelley's letterbox is full
Of birthday cards

(Special delivery from mad Shelley) what
Could anybody say
Except in hindsight this was bound to happen
When two souls collide this way
There's no compartment they can find a map in
I don't know what your mind is thinking
Your mind's not in your heart
Oh god you were beautiful
Oh god you were beautiful oh god
Mad Shelley's letterbox is full
Of birthday cards
Mad Shelley's letterbox is full
Of birthday cards
Mad Shelley's letterbox is full
Of birthday cards

Ahh ahh
Ahh

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Writer(s): Robyn Hitchcock