where is the rose how can you know what cannot be told free from a room with no doors
don't think about it don't no
twice i have stood at the foot of the bed and taken the hand that claws at the air
don't think about it don't there'll be kids dogs and bills greying hairs shopping lists days seem lazy and long
he was my dream song of a king o prince's daughter how beautiful are your sandal feet
don't think about it don't at ten weeks you feel a flutter soft as water
she said 'mother' to her last breath
and you said the secret word 'god take me now' how small it all seems
from glory
no matter what i'll get there in time i will find you i'm right behind you
don't think about it don't
where once there was love big as dreams now there's just a ghost and a scream and the mad rush through this city the pain in your left wing
how strange it all seems to you now
Words: Rosie Blair

Copyright: Faber Music, Royalty Network
Writer(s): Richard David Thomas, Rosalind Anne Blair