I was born in poverty but when I was about nineteen
I wrote a song called 'Kiss Me', and soon it was pay day
A terraced house in that country, I thought that would do for me
It's seemed to be the lilac time, but when the lilac died
I went back to town and cried, I need someone who'll always love me
The day after someone dies, waking little lesser lies
Why do the wicked seem to survive, Eucharist song
We're little more alone, the moments took that were never known
They'll never see my happy home, you see them everyday
I know you want to say, you won't forget we'll always love you
When you're young and you fall down and cry
When you're old and you fall down and died
I am in between, there will never be
Anywhere or sincere with anyone that I find dear
Checking in around twilight, the hotel where we board the tonight
I run a path and pack some books, which we will embrace
Told me that your father died, when you buried him you cried
You're sorry and you are surprised, he died and you were born
So you don't have to mourn, live your life alone, always love you
Love you, I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you