Stony eyed with all the tremor
Passing by the heartbeats,
But yours.
Leaving men in all their nocturnes
Never hearing hoofbeats
But yours.
I am, oh I am,
I am, oh
I am, I am the spy
I could, oh I could
I, could I, could
I could be your bride
Perfect cherry blossom lover
tell me all your stories
cure me while I'm poor.
Leave me only to return here
put your hands right through me,
only when you're sure.
I am, oh I am
I am, oh
I am i am the spy
I could, oh I could
I could oh
I could be your bride
Darling now you have me flickering
off on, on off
off off.