We lay in each other's arms
‘till someone knocked on the door
and said your time is up.
I am a lady of the land
and you're a boy in your second hand,
my love.
And this rented room looks so barren in this light.
And this rented room looks so barren in this light.
I stroked your back so soft
while you kissed my mouth
like I wasn't going to live that long.
Now your coat lies on the bed
and your body's in my head,
my head.
Yet it's time to meet the bridge ladies for tea.
Yet it's time to meet the bridge ladies for tea.
No time, no time.
No time for one another
No time, no time at all
Warm in my knees inside your smile
driving everyone away, far gone.
We'll have scones and jam for tea
I'll have you yet baby wait I'll see.
For I'm as wayward as southeaster leaves in June.
For I'm as wayward as southeaster leaves in June.
No time, no time.
No time for one another
No time, no time at all
For I'm as wayward as southeaster leaves in June.
For I'm as wayward as southeaster leaves in June.

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