Love Is a Minor Key
Ed Harcourt
Love is like a melody
It taunts every memory
The harmony is dissonant despair
The orchestra is tuning up
As doors are swung and swiftly shut
I think about you more than I can bear
Love is like a minor key
A jaded weeping willow tree
It hooks it's claws until the blood is drawn
The audience is spilling out
I slip into the busy crowd
But still your face remains after I'm gone
I could sleep until the summertime
Maybe then I'd get the peace of mind
Cut the wires of my telephone line
But even in the dead of night
I toss and turn like a little child
A heavy heart can never be satisifed
Love is like a melody
A fever to the remedy
I see you like a silent movie star
If you could step out of the screen
& wake me from the wretched dream
But I can only watch you from afar
I could sleep until the summertime
Maybe then I'd get the peace of mind
Cut the wires of my telephone line
But even in the dead of night
I toss and turn like a little child
A heavy heart can never be satisifed
Love is like a melody
It may ruin me
A deafening symphony
That pulls at the seams
Trapped in the rhapsody
That plays the wrong notes
It's killing me slowly
So please let me go
Don't let me go
Please let me go
Don't let me go
Love is like a minor key
The widow in the cemetery
Who's make-up leaves a trail upon the ground
I thought I saw our name in lights
But that was in a former life
The song I sing is never sung aloud
& love is just a melody
& you will never hear me make a sound
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